[color=7bcdc8][b][h3]Nidgardt[/h3][/b][/color]

Whilst he was waiting for Alicia to give her reply, she had taken the liberty of touching under his chin using one of her hands, while at the same time smiling in a teasing manner. The demondragon narrowed his eyes somewhat under his visor, he knew what she was trying to do. She was attempting to do to him, what she may have done to all those which constantly follow her around.
Certainly she was beautiful, but none were that beautiful that would cause young men to abandon all reason. The girl had even moved her legs in such a manner she revealed her undergarments to him. She did it on purpose, of this he was certain.

This girl was feared for a reason. Her powers were more than just teasing and tempting others. That both made him more interested and more wary, more wary than she wearing black undergarments of all things. But then again so did he.

Alicia did say however that there was something she desired, that which he could grant. The demondragon pondered for a moment what that possibly would be. Would the price be too steep to pay? That's when he heard the door slam open and a loud voice entering the room and ringing in his ears He slowly turned around, his large wings still folded on his back. There was a girl standing there, by the looks of her she was a first year. He had not made note of her before, then again the school had alot of students, many of which he had never talked with.

The demondragon did not consider himself leader material, but someone had to be the one needed to gather together a team and attempt to keep it together. At least long enough until a leader could be put in place. As for the girl, she was sprouting words about him. Words that were untrue. At least for now, he did not know what Alicia had in mind after all. Though dwelling on possibilities was a dangerous past-time.

[b][color=7bcdc8]"Judging people because of their bloodline is not right. That makes you the evil doer!"[/color][/b] He raised his voice for the last part of his sentence, not in a hostile manner, but a matter of fact. He wasn't prone to make judgements on first sight, but this was a good way for the girl no doubt to ponder on if she were. The girl had placed her hand placed at her weaponry already, but was seemingly interupted by a rumble in her stomach.

[b][color=7bcdc8]"Fight at an empty stomach?"[/color][/b] The demondragon asked in an amused manner, it was more like a statement but this girl despite getting the wrong idea. Hopefully. Might be a possible recruit for the tournament team, though it may require some work.

[b][color=7bcdc8]"Hmm. How about I treat you to some food for free and you'll consider joining the tournament team?"[/color][/b] Nidgardt offered, holding out his oversized arm and draconic claw as a prince would offer a princess for the waltz. In a much more frightening and brute manner. There was more people showing up, a boy appearantly. This was a second year student for certain, the demondragon knew he had seen him before.  [i][color=7bcdc8]He's looking for the loud talking girl? I wonder why... surely it's not because he needs help with maths. [/color][/i]

[b][color=7bcdc8]"You got the wrong idea, we are all on the same side here. We are all here to get stronger, where would bullying and bickering get us? You have buisness with this girl?"[/color][/b] The demondragon inspected the newly arrived duo (Well, or trio. But he did not know that.). Perhaps I could put them through the test later. If they are strong or not, as long as they are willing to work hard and not quit they could potentially be good members of a team.