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Eris found himself a little more amused than he should have been; Varis made absolutely no effort to hide his irritation, giving the redhead a grumpy look. Well, actually, he already looked grumpy after his grand entrance, but he had gone to neutral for the lecture. Oh well. As one of the students approached, Eris found himself thoroughly unimpressed by the new arrival. What in the world was this young man thinking actually walking around like that? Every article of clothing just rubbed Eris the wrong way, that atrocious hairstyle--wait a minute, was that a [i]pencil[/i]? An actual pencil?! Was the country experiencing a shortage of wooden chopsticks that this guy had to resort of doing this? The pencil in his hair actually offended Eris, his senses feeling violated by the mage's entire existence at this point. It took a little too much effort not to visibly gag, though he was less than impressed nonetheless. It was at times like this he wished the place had a dress code--even boring uniforms were better than having to suffer such visual travesties. 

Still, it was the same mage that had asked a decent question, making him wonder what the deal with him was. He'd inquire more later on as Varis would introduce him to his mage, and that was when Eris thought he had misheard. His eyebrows shot up at the name, not reacting much to the ineptitude but instead eyeing the mage curiously. Prim, proper, and a complete snoozefest. Maybe with a few buttons popped that dress shirt could have been interesting, but judging from how every hair was in place the vampire suspected that the man probably preferred formality. Not too surprising considering who he was, but he'd have to see what the poor thing did to get ruled as incompetent on day one.

[color=ccff99]"I'd be more than happy to take him off your hands,"[/color] Eris cheerfully replied, giving Aaron a dazzling smile and not bothering to hide what could be construed as an invasive gaze. [COLOR=CCFF99]"An actual Starag...the honor is all mine, I can't wait to get to know you some more."[/color]

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