As the headmistress announced his presence, things quickly turned out how he had predicted, or in so many words; to shit. While some of the girls were accepting of him like the girl in the unique uniform, granting her a small smile and a grateful nod when their eyes met, the majority seems sceptical or suspicious. The girl he had spoken too, Lucy he believed she called herself, exploded in anger again, prompting him to take a half-step back with mote of anger rising to his face, the urge to take her up on her earlier threat of violence beginning to whisper in his ear. He was grateful that the girl with the guitar was standing up for him, but the aggressive girl simply rose in anger.

The intervention of the girl with the short black was appreciated, but Nero was sceptical of its effectiveness and his pride demanded he deal with the rising altercation himself. As she turned on the new arrival, Nero placed his arm between the two, facing in Lucy's direction as he spoke. He could feel his demonic side writhe again, but again suppressed it, the only telltale sign of any reaction being the slightly intensified glow from his purple eyes, like a candle shining through an amethyst gem in either eye.

[color=firebrick]"If you have any grievances with me, tell me directly. It is irresponsible and immature to behave in such a way that you must direct your anger at those not at fault."[/color]

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