[center][color=92278f][center][h2]Victor Astorio[/h2][/center][/color][/center]

The familiar sands had a few new faces in it, none of them he recognized. Only one of his fellow class mates met his gaze if only for a moment. Victor began to place his things in a neat pile on the stone floor while the instructor stepped in. the smaller man waved them over to join them in the middle. The count took a short swig of his flask and joined the others with a shiver.

It wasn’t too much of a surprise for him to see the bewilderment in the instructor’s eyes and words. A short vampire with a slim build by the name of Tomas with a blunt and to the point way of speaking. He took a bit more time to look over a few of the other classmates they had with them his eyes lingering on the girl that met his gaze earlier for a moment longer than the others. The gaze didn’t seem hostile perhaps more of nervousness. The gaze reminded him of some of the looks and body language the student body was giving off from the last incident the school had. Powerlessness, it’s the best description he could come up with.

Snapping back to the teacher as he began to go over ground rules, these were all things he heard from the last year. Still, Victor met Tomas’s gaze when he finished going over the ground rules it looked like he was going to ask him something in front of the others and he did.

[color=9BD508] “I gotta be honest. What the fuck are you looking from this?”[/color] Tomas sighed, looking up at the giant. [color=9BD508] “I’m pretty sure even with every trick in the book, you could lay me out no problem. Why did you join a basics program?”[/color]

He knew the question would be asked eventually but it still took him a moment to compile his thoughts on the matter before speaking in his usual calm deep voice. [color=92278f]“There are a few reasons, I was told that I needed to go through the basics program to get to the higher classes. I’m sure I could submit some form or just ask to be put in the higher class but that just sounds like cheating to me and I didn’t take this class because I think it is an easy passing grade I couldn’t care less.”[/color] Glancing at a few of the others then back to Tomas again, [color=92278f]“I am also not very familiar with the Noila fighting style, I find it a good balance between offensive and defensive where my fighting style is mostly offensive.”[/color]

The count let a sigh escape him and continued, [color=92278f]“but frankly I have been watching the overall combat abilities of my peers and find them lacking. I was hoping that if you could not teach me, then I could assist you with the class or at the very least be a good sparring partner for you to show these ones a few things without you having to worry about breaking them. And if not then well training is training, just like my old combat instructor used to say. ‘The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat’ a human expression but it still works.”[/color] He folded his arms across his chest waiting to find out if his words would do anything to increase his odds at helping out with the class but would not fret if he decided otherwise.