[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190120/b458a81531631a6916fa9413063c5f80.png[/img][/center][right][sub]Interacting with: [@Hero] [@Achronum] mentioning: [@Trainerblue192] [@Scribe of Thoth] [@ReusableSword][/sub][/right] [color=ccff99]"I'd be more than happy to take him off your hands."[/color] Aaron remained cordial even as his insides squirmed, Eris’ up-and-down look doing nothing to dispel the dirty feeling creeping up his spine. The vampire didn’t [i]seem[/i] malicious, but Aaron could feel him appraising him, the way one might a statue, or perhaps a particularly expensive piece of meat. The following comment might have been flattering, but there was something about Eris’ [i]look[/i] that left Aaron feeling a little too exposed to appreciate it. Still, he smiled, dipping his head humbly. [color=f0d705]“Likewise.”[/color] His smile disappeared, however, when he heard something of a commotion up in the seats of the auditorium, head snapping up to the source of the noise. Up above them was a strange sight, with Max and a tall, familiar-looking scarred vampire in some kind of verbal altercation and Lilie off to the side looking distinctly uncomfortable. When Salem joined the group, he was met with a condescending speil from the scarred vampire in reply, something about Salem speaking to the queen and putting his family in danger. But all of that had transpired just last night, in private; how could this vampire know anything about it? And where on earth had Aaron seen him before? Confusion turned to anger, however, when Aaron saw the vampire lean to say something in Lilie’s ear, much to the girl’s apparent dismay. Immediately Aaron’s heart rate spiked, though the only outward display of any emotion was the tense set of his jaw and a twitch of his hand toward his sword as he watched. Salem intervened, much to Aaron’s simultaneous horror and delight, by [i]grabbing[/i] the vampire and turning him around, giving him some long-winded threat and turning to leave. The whole situation made Aaron uneasy; something in him didn’t expect that vampire to let Salem and Lilie go so easily, especially not after Salem's bravado. He wanted to intervene, diffuse the situation, but he’d learned well from last night not to go running off without Varis’ say-so; still, he’d been taught to stay alert and his right hand found its way to Dawn’s handle, Aaron almost subconsciously preparing for a fight. [color=f0d705]“...Master, do you know who that is?”[/color] he asked cautiously, eyes flicking only briefly to Varis before settling back on the scarred vampire causing all the trouble.