[indent][indent]“Mr. Samael, are you listening?”

No, but admitting that would just be rude. 

Chartreuse colored eyes directed themselves at the lovely Miss...something. Josephine? Jeanette? Jamie? It was definitely something with a ‘J’, though he couldn't bring himself to try too hard to remember. Not that it mattered much, as once they would arrive at their destination, they were unlikely to interact again. He had no plans on spending much time in the administration office, though time could prove him wrong. The pair walked along the empty halls, their footsteps occasionally accompanied by the murmur of the voices of each classroom. He had been checking his reflection on one of the glass panels they had passed, making sure every blonde lock of his looked effortlessly windswept, his suit crisp and clean. Truthfully, he was overdressed, but he had come late as it was and figured he could change later on. Who didn't love a man in a suit, anyway?

Even if he wasn't listening, however, the administrator still expected a response, narrowed eyes aimed at him. [Color=ccff99]“Forgive me, I let my curiosity wander too far,”[/color] He would admit rather brightly, amused as the woman’ nostrils gently flared in annoyance. [color=ccff99]“If you could repeat what you said, I would greatly appreciate it.”[/color]

Letting out a curt sigh, Miss J-Something would take a page and envelope off of her clipboard, offering it to him. “What I was saying was that while classes are well under way, Professor Alder is already expecting you,” She replied dryly. “Your schedule and assigned partner, Mr. Samael.”

Taking the schedule in hand first, he skimmed the time and places, matching some to the rooms they had passed. The idea of wandering around lost was somewhat unappealing, the man preferring to move with purpose, though he supposed taking some time to explore wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. Once he was sure he had his class locations committed to memory, he folded his schedule as he focused on opening the envelope, sliding out the photo carefully as he examined it. He lingered on it briefly as his middle finger flicked the picture, though he seemed pleased as he tucked both away within his jacket as he straightened up. 

Once they arrived at Valbrek Hall, Miss J-Something stopped, turning back towards him without any hint of her previous annoyance. “And here we are. If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to stop by my office.”

Curving his lips into a glittering smile, he nodded politely. [Color=ccff99]“Thank you again, you've been very helpful--”[/color] He replied cheerfully, lingering for just a moment as he had trapped himself in deciding to use the woman’s name. Taking the risk anyway, he continued, [color=ccff99]“--Jenny.”[/color]

Raising her eyebrow at him, she averted her gaze, letting out a sigh. “...it's Janine, actually,” She murmured.

Eh, close enough.

The woman seemed miffed at him, but this was an easy fix. Letting out a sigh, the vampire furrowed his brow in concentration. [color=ccff99]“I was so sure it was Jenny, like my costar,”[/color] He muttered to himself, spotting the woman brightening up a bit out of his peripheral vision. Really? So forgiving already? The vanity of people was much too easy to appease to. [color=ccff99]“My sincerest apologies,”[/color] He continued as he straightened up.

“Don't worry about it. If you’ll excuse me,” Came the much anticipated response, followed by her clearing her throat as she gave him a polite nod, taking her leave.

Raising his hand to knock on the door, he hesitated for a second as he realized that the voice giving the lecture sounded somewhat familiar. [i]No[/i], it couldn’t be, could it? The same hand lowered for a moment before he would scratch his chin. Hm, he [i]could[/i] just stroll in and politely wait for a moment to interrupt the lecture. But where was the fun in that?

Taking a step back, the blonde opened up his bag, rummaging through it until he pulled out a pair of black-and-gold, rimless aviator sunglasses. After checking his reflection in the lens one last time, he put them on and inhaled slowly. He made absolutely sure the administrator was gone before raising his foot, a mischievous grin on his face.

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The double doors hit the walls, nearly slamming back onto the entrance until they were stopped by his hands, leg outstretched before him as he took a step into the classroom. His strut was somewhat casual, one hand in his pocket as the other clutched his bag in a controlled swing. The sound alone had been enough to turn nearly every head towards him, but as soon as he was in full view, the entirety of the hall erupted into a buzz. Something about hearing the commotion satisfied him immensely, albeit he was pretty sure there was at least one pair of eyes unamused by his entrance. Oh well, what was the point of having star power if you couldn’t grab some attention once in a while?

Subduing his grin and putting on a polite smile, he would ignore the current speaker for the moment as he stepped onto the stage. Facing the gathered students, he hoisted himself up on the podium, crossing his legs as he somehow managed to keep his balance. Whipping his sunglasses off rather dramatically, his chartreuse eyes lit up with unbridled joy as he tucked his glasses away in his suit jacket pocket.

[color=ccff99]“Good evening, my darlings!”[/color] He called out to the hall, giving a grand wave to all. [color=ccff99]“Sorry for my lateness, but I had to leave a trail of broken hearts behind just to get here.”[/color] 

Clearing his throat, he straightened up slightly. [color=ccff99]“For those of you who don’t know, I’m Eris Samael. I’m 112, a Taurus, and love long walks on the beach. Going forward we’ll be classmates!”[/color]
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