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The Astorio seemed a little too keen on honing into Salem's business, surprising Lilie with nearly everything he said. Her eyes flickered to Salem as he was mockingly called a hero, but she had no idea anyone knew about what had happened. At least it confirmed Salem hadn't been lying to her--not that he had given her reason to think he would--but hearing it get dredged up like this and in front of people made her feel bad for him. The vampire seemed a little too interested in what had happened, putting a little too much energy in throwing it around. But why? To get a reaction out of Salem?

She didn't have the chance to think on it too hard, especially as the vampire felt it prudent to invade her personal space. Out of instinct her hand flew to her waist, only remembering too late that she had opted to leave her weapon in her dorm room. It didn't look like it was needed, the Astorio instead choosing to give her what sounded like actual advice. Blinking in confusion, he wouldn't give her a chance to respond as he stepped back, further confusing her with an...implicative statement.

And then Salem intervened.

Lilie was pretty sure she couldn't have dreamed what came out of the mage's mouth, both his actions and words shocking her just as much if not more than what the Astorio said and did. She thought Max was brave enough talking back, but Salem had actually put a hand on him! On a noble! But if he went too far, then bad things could happen. Instead she nodded in response to the words aimed at her, clearing her throat. "I'll...keep that in mind. Sir," Lilie said to the Astorio as she felt not acknowledging his words would have been rude. "Best to get going, anyway..."





Lilie nearly jumped at the arrival of the newcomer to the conversation--a vampire, by the way he stood grandiously, towering over the two. She couldn't help but wince slightly at the usage of the word 'slave' as he spoke, though at the mention of being an Astorio, her eyes widened considerably. What was a noble doing talking to them? At the mention of bowing or kneeling, she realized that she was genuinely clueless. Were you actually supposed to kneel? Aaron was doing it for the TA, Varis Sinnenodel, a noble vampire. But the way the brown-haired guy spoke made it seem like it was wrong to do so. He definitely had a lot more guts than she did, speaking back without so much as a hint of hesitation. How could he speak so boldly to someone who could probably tear his head off without any hesitation?

Before she could properly figure it out, she realized the vampire was looking directly at her. She recoiled out of instinct, though his gaze managed to send a chill up her spine, his comment sparking alarm in her head. She had absolutely no idea how to respond, taking a step back purely out of fear. Any words she could have had got caught in her throat, but really, what was she supposed to say to that?! But she didn't want to offend the noble--she had already offended her own last night, did she really need more vampires thinking poorly of her?

"Um...thank you...sir," She forced herself to respond, hastily tacking on the title. Sir was fine, wasn't it? She wished she could excuse herself and just run, but she felt like her legs were rooted in place.

Salem's voice caught her attention immediately, snapping her out of her paralyzing fear long enough to look at him. Looking between the Astorio vampire, the guy she had spoken to, and Salem, Lilie found herself wishing she hadn't said anything, her nervousness taking a firm hold of her.

"U-Um..." She tried to speak again, though the word was so strangled coming out it discouraged her from speaking any further.







Eris found himself a little more amused than he should have been; Varis made absolutely no effort to hide his irritation, giving the redhead a grumpy look. Well, actually, he already looked grumpy after his grand entrance, but he had gone to neutral for the lecture. Oh well. As one of the students approached, Eris found himself thoroughly unimpressed by the new arrival. What in the world was this young man thinking actually walking around like that? Every article of clothing just rubbed Eris the wrong way, that atrocious hairstyle--wait a minute, was that a pencil? An actual pencil?! Was the country experiencing a shortage of wooden chopsticks that this guy had to resort of doing this? The pencil in his hair actually offended Eris, his senses feeling violated by the mage's entire existence at this point. It took a little too much effort not to visibly gag, though he was less than impressed nonetheless. It was at times like this he wished the place had a dress code--even boring uniforms were better than having to suffer such visual travesties.

Still, it was the same mage that had asked a decent question, making him wonder what the deal with him was. He'd inquire more later on as Varis would introduce him to his mage, and that was when Eris thought he had misheard. His eyebrows shot up at the name, not reacting much to the ineptitude but instead eyeing the mage curiously. Prim, proper, and a complete snoozefest. Maybe with a few buttons popped that dress shirt could have been interesting, but judging from how every hair was in place the vampire suspected that the man probably preferred formality. Not too surprising considering who he was, but he'd have to see what the poor thing did to get ruled as incompetent on day one.

"I'd be more than happy to take him off your hands," Eris cheerfully replied, giving Aaron a dazzling smile and not bothering to hide what could be construed as an invasive gaze. "An actual Starag...the honor is all mine, I can't wait to get to know you some more."





Her question was left unanswered but she guessed that no, the vampire and the movie star weren't familiar judging by the latter's dismissal of the former. The teacher's aide shutdown of the class' commotion quickly reminded Lilie that she needed to pay attention; judging by Salem's question and further confirmed by the vampire's assignment, the aide had high expectations. She had no plans of failing or falling behind, though she knew she'd likely have to work twice as hard to satisfy the vampire in charge. But with the syllabus and her note-taking, she was sure she would be fine. Hopefully. No need to stress herself out on the boring stuff that she was good at writing for when there was actual magic to learn, after all.

The bell ended the class sooner than she would have liked; she did find the subject interesting, even if more than a few aspects of it made her uncomfortable. Lilie sighed, supposing she should hit the library sooner than later and take a better look at the syllabus. The writing assignments would probably not be too much of a hassle, but the oral debates could be a headache.

But enough about schoolwork! Lilie wanted to have some fun! Turning to Aaron, she thought it'd be nice if they all got to know each other better, especially knowing she needed to thank him for last night. "Hey, do you want to--"

โ€œIโ€™m sorry, I have to go, Iโ€™ll try to catch up with you guys in a little while, okay?โ€ Aaron cut her off apologetically, hurrying away quickly.

Deflating slightly, Lilie nodded, though she wasn't sure if the blond had seen. He looked shaken, but she wasn't entirely sure why. There was no chance to ask, either, as he scurried off.

Looking at Salem for clarification, Lilie didn't get the chance to say anything to him, either, with the guy already beating her to it. "I suppose I'll see you at lunch? Save us a seat will you? I need to go and speak to Varis, but it shouldn't take too long." Salem told her, giving her a smile before he would take his leave.

This school was seriously going to give her abandonment issues. Was she being too clingy? Salem said 'us', so she figured it was probably best to go on ahead. Sighing once again, she placed her notebook into her backpack, making sure the syllabus was carefully tucked away into a folder. As she stood, she spotted both Aaron and Salem at the front of the class, speaking to the TA--or in Aaron's case, kneeling. It was a bizarre sight, with the TA speaking to Eris Samael like Aaron wasn't there, further ignoring him when he spoke to Salem. The sight made Lilie uncomfortable, finding it hard to watch.

"Does he have any shame?"

Her head turned towards the source of the question, finding a familiar-faced young man. Where had she seen him before? Oh, right, at the Arena sign ups if she recalled correctly. Frowning at him, she didn't know who he was aiming that question at, but it didn't seem right to not say anything. "So...that's not normal?" Despite the less-than-friendly expression on the guy's face, Lilie couldn't quite stop herself from asking.





Eyeing Feliks warily, Katya accepted his apology, feeling that it was going to be something of a rarity coming from the crotchety man. At least he got rid of the cigarette. Every other word out of his mouth pointed to that theory, but she supposed she couldn't entirely blame him for spacing out the same way she did at the tapestry. As Feliks ascended she decided to take advantage and look back at the ruined masterpiece, although when she did, she felt a little sad again.

Just as she figured it was time to move on, he would speak of the siege, revealing the tapestry's age at around twelve or so years ago, if her barely-put together memory served her correctly. The siege was a harsh time, albeit she couldn't really remember anything from it. At his question, she followed his gaze back to the tapestry, curious to see what he was getting at. True, most of the royal family were children, and there was always the odd rumor or two that popped up whenever someone decided they were crazy enough to say they were at the siege and had seen one of them escaped. But the rumors all ended the same way as just that: rumors.

"I suppose...there's always the odd rumor that one of them survived," Katya admitted with a shrug. "But even talking about the whispers on the street is dangerous. Or, that's what my Nana always told me."




Getting in trouble within the first hour wasn't nearly as surprising as it should have been, albeit Eris' smile didn't falter as much as it should have. The vampire offered Varis a short bow before claiming the seat as instructed, taking his words in stride. He was genuinely impressed at how quiet the classroom got; at the very least they now knew who was in charge, though there was the slightest twinge of confusion as the thought crossed his mind. As the lecture continued, Eris slowly started to put the pieces together. The material was something he was familiar with, but it wasn't until then that he realized Professor Alder was nowhere to be found. Huh, so the Sinnenodel was the one teaching now? No wonder he looked so pissed. Whoops. Well, at the very least, he couldn't argue with the results, the smartwatch buzzing like crazy against his wrist as he tucked his hand into his pocket to prevent the noise from being heard too much.

Listening to the lecture quietly, Eris raised an eyebrow at the mention of obsolete laws. Someone's been talking about things they shouldn't have, though he didn't dwell on it for long. Instead he scribbled down a few notes pertaining to some assignment, the details of which he was sure would be revealed once he sat down and went through the syllabus. Hmm, he really did show up at an inconvenient time, if it weren't for his private tutoring, he was sure he would've been lost. Oh well, c'est la vie, instead he would make sure to ready himself for the oncoming storm.

Once the bell rang, the murmur of the classroom began again, though it was more expected this time. Eris would stand as well, throwing a few looks at some students before he was addressed. Time to turn on the charm just a touch, though at least the effort was a lot more genuine.

"Earlier than anticipated, but I thought it was a good spectacle. Jet lag and time differences have me slightly disoriented, I admit. Should I congratulate you on your promotion to teacher?" Eris replied, shaking his head as he dug into his suit jacket, pulling out his schedule. "C'รฉtait aussi magnifique que toi. I have to say, I'm disappointed I missed the rest of the lecture, I would have made more of an effort to be on time had I known it was you."


Working on my CS, figured I'd say something rather than keep to radio silence.



Oh, how he lived for that buzzing commotion.

Every eye was trained on him, as well as a few poorly hidden phones as well. The expressions were a lovely variation from excitement to confusion and outright disdain, the classroom unable to contain itself at his arrival. The interruption was probably going to be less than appreciated, but for the moment, the blond could dwell on it while it lasted. A majority of them were a good looking crew, too, though none of them stood out for the moment from the occasional vampire or a very lucky mage with brilliant colored eyes that he found himself adoring. His eyes briefly flickered down to the black FitBit flashing a tiny blue light at him; any moment now, word would get out, and he would be all over the headlines.

Except for that one vampire in the front that had spoken directly to him meant he should probably respond.

Unexpected, but not unwelcome. Judging by the look of that trashy looking half-poncho half-sweater that couldn't make up its mind on what it was supposed to be and those ripped jeans--how have ripped jeans not been outlawed yet?--Eris had to admit he was not at all impressed. As he looked at the vampires sitting around her, he safely assumed that this was supposed to be a noble. Probably from that mess of what was left of the Eve house. The raised brow all but confirmed the nobility, but there was no class from the looks of it. And her babbling about a heart break or a stand--he was sitting anyway--made him lose interest quickly.

Shaking his head slowly, Eris extended his left hand as it moved downwards with a flick of his wrist. "Sit down, honey, the people behind you can't see me," He instructed the other vampire dismissively, spotting a raised phone from one of the other students. Leaning to the side slightly, he shot a wink at the fortunate one, watching with delight as their expression brightened. Hopping down from the podium, his free hand rubbed his leg as he looked back at Varis, flashing him a dazzling smile. A heart-breaker, indeed.





This class was going to be more demanding than she had anticipated, but she wasn't too worried, even if at first glance it seemed like a lot. At the very least everything was being outlined well enough in the syllabus; so long as she paced herself and kept track of her dates, she didn't anticipate any issues. She was well aware she was coming in somewhat ignorant, but fortunately her studious habits were still fresh in her mind, so she wasn't going to stress herself out just yet.

As Salem nudged her, she caught his expression before he pointed back to the syllabus. Looking at the same spot on her own, her expression brightened up as she noticed what he was referring to: they were in the same study group! Who knew having just one familiar name could be so relieving? As she looked at the rest of the list, she spotted both Aaron and Cassandra in their own groups. It probably would have been a lot of fun if they were all grouped together, but getting to meet new people was a fun idea, too.

After giving Salem a small nudge of acknowledgement in return, the girl made sure to pay attention as the actual lecture began. The small pom pom bounced repeatedly, Lilie's hand skirting across the page as the Sinnenodel TA spoke. Note taking was never exactly thrilling, but she found herself slowing down every once in a while as she would either stifle a yawn or rub her eyes, resulting in her having to consciously remind herself to pay attention. Waking up when she did was starting to get to her, her eyelids getting heavier as time passed.

Just as she started to think she was going to lose to her exhaustion, the doors were slammed open. Lilie jumped in place, clearly startled by the sudden entrance as she stared, wide eyed as she looked at the blond man casually strolling to the front of the room. By the way the hall was reacting, this didn't seem like a usual occurrence. She looked at both Aaron and Salem, confused until he would introduce himself: Eris Samael. As in the very same star from one of her favorite movies. Here! In front of her! Sort of. She felt like she should have been more excited, but she was a little confused on how he managed to hide his attendance to the Academy; she definitely would have heard something about this, as far as she knew, he was still filming some unannounced movie! Sneaking her phone out of her pocket, she kept it on her lap as she stole a glance down, scrolling through her feed. Nope, absolutely nothing about the movie star attending Noila Academy.

"I can't believe it's really him!" She let out a quiet squeal, bouncing in her seat for a moment as she put her phone away.

Not everyone seemed to share her enthusiasm, as someone in the front had made it clear. Either she hadn't appreciated getting interrupted or something--Lilie had still been taking notes when she was asking her question--but she didn't seem too happy about his entrance. Oh, that was the same vampire that had challenged the princess last night, wasn't it? They must have been neighbors, but she hadn't stuck around long enough for introductions. Lilie looked at the two, her excitement simmering down somewhat. The blonde stayed in place on top of the podium, almost looking amused at the woman's comment, though Lilie wasn't sure what was going to happen.

"Do you think they know each other?" Lilie asked Aaron and Salem quietly. "Seems weird that she'd say that to him, right? Or maybe she doesn't know who Eris Samael is?"


I want to have what it takes. But RNG has screwed me more times than I care to admit in the past.


Honestly same, RNG has never been kind, but I figured it'd be fun to see what happens anyway.
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