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[h3][color=8882be][b]Eric Williams
Phantasma Dorms[/b][/color][/h3][/center]

[color=ed1c24][i]Wake up. The time is now seven o'clock.[/i][/color]

Eric, still not quite awake, rolls over in bed with a slight moan; having stayed up a little too late the night before. [color=8882be]"Awake."[/color] The young man says with a groan, one hand making a shooing motion to the incorporeal "raven" perched at the end of his bed. [color=ed1c24][i]Get up. If you do not start your morning routine now, you will be late for class.[/i][/color] [color=8882be]"Verticality can wait five more minutes..."[/color] Eric says blearily, almost instantly regretting his decision as hard and painful memories are forced to the front of his mind.

Bolting upright with a short gasp, Eric takes a number of deep breaths before managing to smooth the wild look on his face back into it's usual impassive mask. With one last deep breath, the young man calms and focuses his mind. [i][color=8882be]That wasn't necessary.[/color] [color=ed1c24]It was. You now have too much adrenaline in your system to go back to sleep. No other method has proven to be as reliable.[/color] [color=8882be]So I get to relive finding my mother's corpse every time I can't get up in time?[/color] [color=ed1c24]Yes.[/color][/i] The demon replies with infuriating simplicity.

[color=8882be]"Fucker."[/color] Eric retorts under his breath. This wasn't the first time they'd had this conversation he mused and somehow, he doubted it would be the last. Grabbing a fresh set of clothes and heading for the bathroom, Eric notes that Ives and Max have already headed out. Of the two, Eric figured Max to be both the bigger asset and the bigger threat. While his combat aptitude was nothing to sneer at, Max's personality was enough to make anyone hesitant about trying to get close to him. A straight forward approach seemed like the best option, but that would leave himself open to betrayal. This was just a possibility Eric was going to have to deal with regardless of who he was recruiting, but a single misstep against Max would likely prove fatal.

Quickly freshening up Eric puts on his clean clothes, making sure to loosely tie his tie as to not look too formal. Upon returning to his room, Eric belts on his Estoc before throwing a black long coat over his shoulders. His ghostly raven perches on his left one, the edges of it's form blurring as Eric makes his way to the Cafeteria.