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Any trace of a smirk that had been on Navarre's face disappeared as soon as his collar was grabbed. He started to sweat from a mixture of both the fear that the look in her eyes instilled and because of the insane heat she started giving off. Once he was finally released he fell to the ground and watched as she left. Drenched in his own sweat at this point, Navarre waited a few moments before sighing. [color=ed1c24][i]I guess you could say she was... pretty hot.[/i][/color] That small pun made him laugh a bit and managed to keep him from becoming too stressed about his situation. After picking himself up off the ground Navarre decided that the best course of action would be to head off to his dorm.

[color=ed1c24][i]Perhaps... Diana was right. Maybe I should start trying to be a little normal. My cockiness might get me killed at this rate...[/i][/color] Navarre began pondering to himself as he headed back, trying to decide if it was truly a good idea to continue his act. But at this point it was hard to tell if it was even an act anymore. By now he had turned what was originally an overactive imagination into his true personality. Before he could continue on with this train of thought he arrived at his dorm. As soon as he entered he instantly fell onto the bed, happy to be able to rest in an air conditioned room.