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Oh, how he [i]lived[/i] for that buzzing commotion.

Every eye was trained on him, as well as a few poorly hidden phones as well. The expressions were a lovely variation from excitement to confusion and outright disdain, the classroom unable to contain itself at his arrival. The interruption was probably going to be less than appreciated, but for the moment, the blond could dwell on it while it lasted. A majority of them were a good looking crew, too, though none of them stood out for the moment from the occasional vampire or a very lucky mage with brilliant colored eyes that he found himself adoring. His eyes briefly flickered down to the black FitBit flashing a tiny blue light at him; any moment now, word would get out, and he would be all over the headlines.

Except for that one vampire in the front that had spoken directly to him meant he should probably respond.

Unexpected, but not unwelcome. Judging by the look of that trashy looking half-poncho half-sweater that couldn't make up its mind on what it was supposed to be and those ripped jeans--how have ripped jeans not been outlawed yet?--Eris had to admit he was not at all impressed. As he looked at the vampires sitting around her, he safely assumed that this was supposed to be a noble. Probably from that mess of what was left of the Eve house. The raised brow all but confirmed the nobility, but there was no class from the looks of it. And her babbling about a heart break or a stand--he was sitting anyway--made him lose interest quickly.

Shaking his head slowly, Eris extended his left hand as it moved downwards with a flick of his wrist. [color=ccff99]"Sit down, honey, the people behind you can't see me,"[/color] He instructed the other vampire dismissively, spotting a raised phone from one of the other students. Leaning to the side slightly, he shot a wink at the fortunate one, watching with delight as their expression brightened. Hopping down from the podium, his free hand rubbed his leg as he looked back at Varis, flashing him a dazzling smile. A heart-breaker, indeed.

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