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[color=Dodgerblue]“I got pretty sick almost immediately after getting the invitation so I had to wait.”[/color] Damien shrugged. [color=Dodgerblue]“And unlike these fancy pants rolling in the dough, we can’t just snap our fingers and get a life mage to us so I came in late. Never doin’ that again. Showin’ up next time if it kills me. Hey, do you think that town has something good or is there a place to chill with some snacks on campus?”[/color] 

[color=Dodgerblue]“Is that… a pineapple?”[/color] Damien asked, confused as he looked around excitedly. His tour with Lucan had been rushed and now he had the opportunity to explore the campus and everything! If Lucan wanted him for something, he had little doubt the vampire would be able to find him. At the thought of him, Damien looked around and let out a sigh of relief when he didn’t find nightmare fuel stalking him.

[color=Dodgerblue] “So, uh, since you’re actually the first other mage I get to talk to here, is your vampire absolutely terrifying? Cause Ser Lucan [i]insert-massive-title-here[/i] is scary as fuck.”[/color] Damien paused for a moment, thinking about how he showed him around and how Lucan took care and stayed―a slice of ham and a soda, pfft―and reconsidered. [color=Dodgerblue] “Sometimes. Like, 65% of the time. Is that a normal thing?”[/color]