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The dining hall was abuzz, just the way Eris liked it; the variety of students and vampires seemed to intrigue him as he casually strolled around, playing observer. Despite seeing no familiar faces, he felt completely at ease, a rare chance at blending in playing to his benefit. It was rather lively, and while he always preferred the quiet elegance of a private dinner, he supposed seeing the hall like this wasn't the worst thing in the world. He raised a fascinated eyebrow at a few sights that stood out, though one vampire reminded him that he needed to get a leash himself.

Taking an unoccupied seat at the end of the table, Eris settled his bag down next to him as he contemplated his schedule. He seemed to have missed Mortal Biology and some Treaty Law, but there was still Human Psychology and Self Defense. The latter seemed like an unneeded requirement, though he supposed that it was better to know something than nothing. The former was always fun to look into: the inner workings of the little mages were never a dull topic to study and dissect, [I]especially[/I] since he now had another one to mess around with. 

Speaking of which, the mage of the hour walked past him, likely heading over to get something to eat. He was more lithe than Eris had thought; there was some semblance of a build on him, but not too much. His face was a lot more youthful than the picture, his hair a lot messier in person. His face had a lot of the same features his own mages at home had, which made continuing the lineage one less thing he needed to worry about, but he was going to have to do something about that 'constantly-pissed-at-the-world' look ingrained onto his face. Eris already knew that was going to be a challenge, but he'd have to see about any other potential issues.

Deciding to introduce himself, Eris grabbed his bag as he would stand, hesitating as a girl nearly bumped into him. [color=ccff99]"[I]Excusez-moi,[/I]"[/color] He pardoned himself, not giving the interaction a second thought as he would move to continue, only to find the girl frozen in place. Did he actually hit her without noticing? [color=ccff99]"Are you alright--"[/color]

"A-Actually!" She cut him off, presenting him with a notepad he didn't notice she had, hands shaking as she held it out to him. "Do you think--could I--?"

He really needed to pay better attention. Putting on a smile, he nodded as he took the notepad from her, accepting the pen that bounced between her hands. [color=ccff99]"Of course,"[/color] He hummed to himself as he signed, though when he looked it, it seemed the innocent interaction had encouraged a few others, all lingering behind as they watched him expectantly. [I][color=ccff99]Of course.[/color][/I] He figured he couldn't blend in forever, politely beckoning the next person to come forth after handing the notepad back to its owner. A mistake on his end; he ended up drawing up a crowd, burying himself in autographs and pictures.

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