[center][h3]Professor Brovak[/h3][hr]Intercepted.[hr][@hagroden][@FlitterFaux][hr][/center]

[color=7ea7d8]"Ooh, an interesting idea. Are you some sort of mind reader, by any chance? How do you know that Mr. Coridell wants to be proven inferior? And, perhaps more importantly than that, Mr. Breckenridge..."[/color]

A pair of gloved, bony hands clapped themselves onto Alexander and Yrhen's shoulders from behind as their owner spoke. Brovak's voice sounded almost distant, even slightly grainy, as though they were hearing it through a cheap radio. And the sickening aura from the opening ceremony was back, too - and perhaps even worse than before. The man leaned forwards between the two students, then pushed them apart and stepped between them.

[color=7ea7d8]"...How did you know Ms. Oharra here had zero Foundation training? Or are you just wildly guessing and praying to Calvo that you're right before you open your mouth or take action? Because you just put yourself in a very, [i]very[/i] bad position, [i]Alexander[/i] Breckenridge."[/color]

The cold, bony hands were still on their shoulders. Brovak tightened his grip on Alexander's shoulder. [color=7ea7d8]"...You used nerve control magic on another person. You should consider yourself lucky that Yrhen had neither the Foundation skill nor the inclination to retaliate, because you gave her full license to kill you in self defense back there. You should have known better: the rules on fighting and magic were explained to you earlier. Speaking of which... Yrhen, you will report to Professor Volkova's office at 18:00 tonight, immediately after dinner. Breckenridge, you will report to [i]my[/i] office at the same time. Don't lose these."[/color]

With that, Brovak finally released the two and handed them a pair of small appointment cards. Alexander's card told him to go to Room RB-212 in the Research Institute to meet with Professor Brovak at 6:00 PM, and Yrhen's card told her to go to Room AD-147 in the Administrative Building to meet with Professor Volkova at 6:00 PM. The backs of both cards had a simple map showing which buildings on campus they should go to. The robed figure turned and walked back towards the cafeteria, tilting his head back for some parting words. Not once had he given them the chance to reply throughout his entire lecture.

[color=7ea7d8]"By the way, the tour is in a few minutes. If you haven't finished eating, I recommend you do so. Don't screw up again."[/color]