[center][h3][color=f26522]Asher Brandt[/color][/h3]
Lustre Academy - Morning
[@CadenGallic][@Polaris North][@Shadow Daedalus][/center]

It became increasingly clear to Asher that this meathead wasn't used to being confronted, meaning, it would be easy to get under his skin. He relished the thought of crushing his confidence in even a fist fight, these types weren't difficult to read after all... But that was before. He wasn't some infamous troublemaker anymore, he was a member of the Brandt family, when he accepted their offer he told himself he'd change. In other words, there was something on the line here for him, so he shouldn't carelessly start a fight. Still despite that, he wasn't going to stand by and watch things unfold like a good boy, he was never such anyways.

The faunus named Venator was stepping in too now, to be honest he didn't like the look of this. One false move, this could just become an all-out brawl instead of just between two people with a disagreement. His anger had simmered, but it was still softly steaming, who was this Terrance thinking he could get away with actions and words like that, his parents must be sorely disappointed, or were trash themselves too.

[color=orange]"I can settle for that, a little manual labor would give this dumb oaf some character, but an apology to Cedar would do too. I suggest he grow a brain and realize it isn't little schoolies anymore. It's not so 'fun' if someone stands up to you huh? I guess you had to learn that at an embarrassingly late point in your life"[/color], his words were aimed at Terrance, he wasn't about to be unreasonable though, but he still wanted to speak his mind. Did this kid come from some rich family? He almost felt exactly like the big dumb jocks in those school dramas one of his sisters always watched, he almost didn't believe he'd actually meet one.