[h1][color=lime]Edric[/color][/h1] [hr] [i][color=lime]Well, that was certainly interesting.[/color][/i] Edric thought, a smile creeping onto his face. He noticed he was smiling at the man’s (Criston, was it?) blunder and wiped the smile off his face. He couldn’t make friends if he laughed at people he didn’t even know. He resolved to go down to the ballroom that was mentioned, perhaps he’d talk to some people there. He waded through a sea of people with a smile on his face. He was glad for the crowd, he’d had enough of the country side’s isolation. The ballroom was exactly as ornate as the name implied. Looking at the way the ballroom was arranged, there was going to be an actual [i]ball[/i]. Edric looked down at his clothing, suddenly glad he had dressed semi-formally for the first day. White button up shirt and slacks might not be traditional ballroom attire, but he supposed it was better than sweat pants or something. He wasn’t the first student to enter, the fashion teacher, Carmen, was here as well as a few students who had trickled in before him. He supposed he should have put his things away, but that could wait. He needed to mingle. He maneuvered his way to the beverage table and filled an extravagant glass with cherry Dr. Pepper. He supposed he could have some alcohol, but the smell of the stuff made his stomach turn. He felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned on heel and found himself face to a befreckled girl who was easily half a foot shorter than him. [b]”Hullo!”[/b] The girl said in the must bubbly voice he had ever heard. [b]”I’m Aileen, what’s your name?”[/b] [i]Eddy! Holy shit! A girl just spoke to you without you speaking to her first![/i] Azamor said mockingly. [color=lime]”H-hi. I’m Edric.”[/color] Edric was totally lost. Before, he had his clumsiness or the infirmary to use as conversational topics, but now Edric was lost. Azamor would’ve grinned, had he a physical body. Edric barely noticed that Azamor stole control from him. Azamor took moment to get to used to get used to the feeling of having a body before dumping Edric’s glass over the poor girl’s head. Edric seized back control, but not before the damage had been done. Aileen looked at Edric, fury in her eyes. She pulled back an arm and slapped him with such force he stumbled back a bit. She walked away huffing and Edric sighed. [i][color=lime]Goddamn you, Aza.[/color][/i] Edric thought coldly. He threatened the demon the only way he knew how. [i][color=lime]I swear to God, Aza. I’m going to play “Piano Man” for hours on end tonight.[/color][/i] [i]Worth it![/i] He cursed under breath. Moments like that were what kept him searching for a way to break the bond he shared with the demon. The only deterrent he had at the moment was Billy Joel. A few hours of some “Uptown Girl” usually kept Azamor from screwing with him for a few days. He had often wondered what caused the demon’s hatred of Billy Joel. Refusing to dwell on the situation any longer he walked towards Carmen, deciding to introduce himself. [color=lime]”Hello!”[/color] He said in what he hoped was a friendly voice when he had finally found the Skylark amidst the party-goers. [color=lime]”I’m Edric. Edric Karst, I think I’m in one of your classes.”[/color] [hr] [@Driving Park]-Carmen NPC-Aileen