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Although Varis was [i]technically[/i] watching Eris through this horrific performance, he was in fact staring into the void and regretting every interaction with this vampire he’d ever had. He didn’t particularly care about the lack of personal space—Varis had long ago resigned himself to the fact that the actor would invade that if he intended to keep him around—nor did he care he’d be caught unaware against a wall. Varis had no doubt he could reduce anyone to tears if he so needed to establish his position in a situation. No, what caught him was the abhorrent display of affection. A kiss on the knuckles? Some D-list line? If Eris wanted to make advances, he should have brought something useful, something Varis could use to further his own and his House’s interests. The Count couldn’t help rolling his eyes and letting a long, irritable sigh escape him.

Varis shouldn't have played along outside. 

[color=f7976a]“Would you like to try something not from a d-list film?”[/color] Varis commented, snatching his hand back out of Eris’s hold. [color=f7976a]“Where did you even pick that up, some third rate mortal written plot line? Or was it one of those pornographic films the lower classes indulge in so much?”[/color] Varis had fully intended sending Eris’s rat and waif off for the evening and spending it much like they usually did after a few years apart but this whole situation made Varis reconsider his options. He could retire early instead, enjoying a bath and a book until it was time to correct the boy later tonight. The Count had instructed him to have his first apology letter fully prepared for review. Varis opted not to remind him, fully expecting him to fail and have to beg for an extension. Maybe threatening a punishment and watching him struggle over it would be enough for Varis to forget this.

But no. Varis wouldn’t deny himself something that could handle the stress he had nor would he threaten the influence he could exert through the actor. Able to shift attention away from his other issues in the media that both vampires and mortals enjoyed made his life so much easier but he wondered whether the cost was worth the reward sometimes. Of course, he would ultimately indulge Eris. He did more often than he cared for, letting out another sigh at the admittance. But the actor would have to work for it. Varis crossed his arms, leveling Eris with an unimpressed stare. 

[color=f7976a]“You have two new pets this evening. How are you going to handle them if you’re busy with me?”[/color] The Count demanded, an eyebrow raised in challenge. There was only one correct answer to this and he fully expected Eris to sweat a little bit. The first night was always important with any new mage but they would not be stepping foot into his dorm. The actor would have to choose between him and the pair and he would be [i]severely[/i] disappointed if he didn’t choose correctly.

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[sub][right]Interacting with: [@WeepingLiberty][/right][/sub]

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[color=DodgerBlue]“Uh, attractive? No, never.”[/color] Damien back pedalled on that comment as the tips of his ears burned pink. Curse him and his lack of filter sometimes. Words just bounced around in his head and sometimes they bounced around fast enough until the rocket out his mouth before he could catch them. [color=DodgerBlue]““You said buses? I think I remember a bus stop on my five second tour as I was holding on for dear life. The vampire drives like a damn mad man.”[/color] Damien grumbled as he directed them where he remembered a the bus stop to be.

He didn’t in fact remember where they were but they managed to find there ways there anyways, the mage apologizing with a sheepish smile. As the pair approached the bus stop, it was far more crowded than one expected, excited students clamouring about Eris Samael being in town and complaining that the bus couldn’t move fast enough. A few were showing pictures of the back of Eris’s head over his seat. A few others were discussing his seeming friendship with the vampiric nobility that more than a few had noticed in Treaty Law. The line for the bus was quite long but Dakota would be able to pick out Joryldin off to the side of the group, talking with a vampire and two mage girls. One mage looked bored and the other concerned while the vampire looked relieved as she spoke with Joryldin.

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