As the young Elder turned to stare down his potential ally, something very big rippled through the air as he heard the chanting of the second one of the possible three-stars. Just his luck, apparently. As he turned to look at the resulting explosion and the rippling ray of destruction that slaughtered the two stars that dared to face it's wrath, he began to reconsider which of the two he approached. [i]At least this one doesn't throw overcharged beams at attackers. I don't suppose beggars can be choosers. Might as well make the best of what I've got.[/i] He barely noticed that he had grabbed the attention of his intended target, the abrasive president of the Synthetic's Club.

"So I..." Jordan's words were nearly lost to the wind as he noticed that his underclassman had just prompted him to move. "Er, see." He quickly relaxed into a more casual slump, making sure to look the Synthetic's club president up and down before continuing with his walk. "I suppose what brings me here today is a combination of good manners and curiosity. For the former, I've been told that you, Miss Watanabe Mato of the Synthetic's Club, will soon be joining the ranks of the Three-Stars if all goes well? Thus I've come here to offer my congratulations if all goes well." His smile broadened into a warm grin, looking for all the world like he was simply happy to have a potentially new comrade. 

The next moment, the Three Star's demeanor shifted considerably. The soft smile of a welcoming upperclassman vanished into the tight-lipped smirk of a businessman. The hooded eyes hardened as Jordan's voice became measured and calm. "The latter is not so easily solved. What do you want from becoming a three-star? The power that comes with it? The lodging? The respect of your peers? All desirable, of course." He leaned closer, his pale eyes fixed directly on hers with unblinking intensity. "...But what makes [i]you[/i] want the much accredited third star?" 

Jordan leaned back from his intense question, falling again into the lazy stroll toward the building. The cold exterior vanished faded into the ether as he casually waited for his answer.