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

The rest of the day went along in a smooth manner for the count. Taking a chunk out of his lunch break he stayed at the arena to observe the advanced fighting classes. However, he was unable to get the instructor to tell him how he pissed off that duke. Victor took the rest of his lunch time to reflect on the day so far in a secluded portion of the campus while trying to enjoy what he had left in his flask. It wasn’t until the second half of the day when he felt truly enlightened by the interesting classes that were myth and mystery: Lycanthrope and myth and mystery: the originals. These classes definitely left an impression on the young count and he found himself looking forward to it next evening.

Now that classes were over for the day he could only wonder what he was to do for the rest of the morning. He knew he still had a few hours left until the sun rose in the sky once more. At least he knew that Salem stayed out of trouble for the most part as nothing was burning down and no one came out to get him for an emergency, perhaps the rest of the morning will be just as uneventful and peaceful. 

Victor stood just outside one of the buildings watching the comings and goings of the other students while he fidgeted with something in his pocket only for him to realize he had a radio. Pulling it from his jacket he could see at some point he cracked the screen slightly but otherwise it was working. At least he was familiar enough with this to know that the battery was only down by one bar out of four. Pressing the talk button on the radio and holding for a couple seconds he spoke.

[color=92278f]“Victor to Ben, you still trying to figure out how the radio works? Over.”[/color]

The count hoped that his fellow count had forgotten he had the thing on him and he may be able to drive the man crazy if even make him jump a little. Perhaps he would get that response from Amaris they were all on the same channel or at least supposed to be, then again she could still be inside the building as he hadn’t seen her come out yet. Pushing himself off the wall Victor walked into the hustle and bustle of the fellow students, surprisingly in a good mood.


[@Bert Macklin][@WeepingLiberty]