[h2][center][color=ab274f]Reagan Gideon Breckenridge[/color][/center][/h2]
Reagan had experience with cats of the mundane variant, and Daria bore a striking resemblance to a feline about to pounce on their prey with relentless fury. He was considering whether to relocate himself before she could scratch at his face or attempt to knock out a tooth or two, when another student stepped between them. Ray was sure he’d peripherally heard an introduction from her, but could only remember that her name was somehow related to the underworld. [color=ab274f][i]Is it just Hel? Pretty ballsy name to give a kid if so,[/i][/color] he thought. That she was actually able to reign in the enraged Leopardkin was impressive, and Ray nodded at her in thanks.

Daria then gave her parting remarks, to which Reagan simply said, [color=ab274f]“Noted,”[/color] with a quirk of his brow. Once she left, he turned to Feier. [color=ab274f]“Wasn’t that [i]the[/i] most cliché development possible?"[/color] he asked, seeking seeking to confirm that he wasn’t the only one caught off guard by that. [color=ab274f]"Seriously? A duel at dusk? Where is that kid from?”[/color] he wondered, openly baffled at this recent experience. [color=ab274f]“Such a classical example of a brute,”[/color] he muttered condescendingly.

With a flip of his hair, Ray shook the odd mood off him, redirecting his attention to his friend and Hel. The latter had a wit and temperament he could appreciate from what little he’d seen, so Reagan allowed a small but genuine smile overtake his face as he snorted at her remark. [color=ab274f]“I am still undecided if I want to waste my time for the likes of [i]her[/i],”[/color] he commented. As the conversation topic was non too gently changed, however, Ray shifted gears with grace and a hidden feeling of gladness.

[color=ab274f]“Fei and I met at the Institute,”[/color] he smirked, offering the green-eyed, black-haired girl in question a fist bump, glancing at her briefly with a sly look. [color=ab274f]“Right, Fei?"[/color] he chuckled. [color=ab274f]"Oh, and by the way, I don’t know if you’d ever noticed him, since his incident was after you were expelled, I believe, but doesn’t he seem like Lacey-Vane to you?”[/color] he asked, pointing to the taller blonde boy some ways away.

Just then, their conversation was interrupted by a slime lady, who forced herself into [i]his personal space[/i] and began dispensing unsolicited advice. Ray’s eyebrows twitched. Is this how [i]Dari[/i]a had perceived [i]him[/i]? He [i]empathetically[/i] did not want to sympathize with her. He stared down the councilor with a thoroughly unimpressed expression. [color=ab274f]“Seriously?”[/color] he exclaimed for the second time in as many minutes. [color=ab274f]“All you managed to catch was El’s joke, and you honestly…”[/color] Ray trailed off, noticing his voice had raised in pitch. Reagan disliked when that happened, so he stopped and allowed himself a long breath.

[color=ab274f]“It’s not that kind of a [i]date[/i],”[/color] he snapped, honestly disgusted at the very idea, tone souring at the offensive word he was forced to repeat. [color=ab274f]“The only protection we could possibly need to worry about is the kind that’s effective against attempts on one’s life,”[/color] he informed her, lips twisted in displeasure. With a huff, Ray shook his head. Here he was, playing straight man to some naïve, doltish professor. How had it come to this? Reagan had wanted to question Betty if she would truly trust as delicate of a matter as she assumed she came across to his most recent prank victim, but let the matter go.

Instead, he smoothed out his expression, bidding the jaws of his mind to release their firm grip on that Daria girl. [color=ab274f]“But never mind [i]that[/i], Betty,”[/color] he began, tone sickly sweet, [color=ab274f]“the important thing here is [i]you[/i],”[/color] Ray declared, an unholy gleam in his eyes. [color=ab274f]“I have never been able to confirm this, but I’ve heard [i]rumours,[/i]”[/color] he leaned closer to her, voice hushed as if conveying the greatest of secrets, [color=ab274f]“that the outer layers of a slime can be used to make the highest quality of jellies,”[/color] he concluded, lips stretching into a sharp-toothed grin.
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