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[right]Interacting with:Albrecht[@Asura], Clarissa[@Achronum] , Location: Garreg Mach Monastery[/right][hr]

The young Gloucester let his hand fall as he thought a bit on Albrecht's question, tapping his fingers against the desk.

[color=skyblue]"I suppose so. it's always nice to get a wide array of contact with those you'll be dealing with in the future."[/color] Ezekial night have tried to embleish his opinion's a bit around others, but with Albrecht he was confidant enough that he didn't need to fully out on the mask around the boy. It wasn't like he was-

[color=f26522]"Good Morning, Professors."[/color] 

All thoughts freeze as Ezekial turns to face Clarissa with a polite and practiced smile, even if the sight of the Edmond girl did cause a sudden spike in his heart rate. What in the hell was she doing here?

[color=skyblue]"If you're offering, than who would I be to refuse?"[/color] The young noble responds easily to the invitation, though part of him wondered if pleasanties were all the girl had in mind. While not prone to dishonesty or subterfuge in all the time he'd known her, it did feel like an odd request. While their relationship was mostly cordial, she had made her position as one of the fiercest wolves out for his throat quite clear. Still, he had little reason to refuse, and didn't wish to appear needlessly rude to the new faces that started to stream in after Clarissa. [color=skyblue]"Set a time and I'll be glad for a short chat over. . . Lavender, perhaps? Or well, maybe after Lavender in this case."[/color] 

Ezekial turns his attention back to the board as the teacher of the same name starts to go over their current mission: cleaning up after the church's mess it seems. Ezekial held back the urge to sigh, wondering why the such vaunted Knights couldn't handle some common dissidents themselves. For all the bluster they spew about being some of the best worries, they sure did take any opportunity to have Academy Students get involved in their business.

[color=skyblue][i]Still, it's the duty of the nobility to protect their vassals, so I must do my best. Still, with me, the slob, and the choir boi leading the frontlines I have to wonder-[/i][/color]

[color=9966cc]" -- [b]Celeste Gloucester[/b] will strengthen the backline."[/color]

[color=skyblue][i]Huh?[/i][/color]

Once more the noble felt as if his heart rate had doubled, this time letting out a hiss breath as it took everything he had not to let his anxiety show more than that. 

[color=skyblue][i]It's fine, she's in the backline, she'll be safe with the teacher's, she definitely won't get lost in the mist and . . . fuck. No. [b]No.[/b] Calm down, you knew she'd be sent out on these kinds of missions, she's being trained just as you are, and if worst comes to worst, you'll be around to make sure it doesn't.[/i][/color] 

Ezekial looks between the two volunteers for the advance unit, deciding his pride would have to take the hit here and they'd have to be enough for it. Jorah, at least, was a decent shot and had a better nose for danger than most. Still it irks him, not being part of the advance team, but he had more important priorities than cleaning up after the Church right now.