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Maybe Eris should've stayed home and caught his show after all.

Even he wasn't going to be so cold hearted and say none of them had talent, but great stars above was he bored out of his mind. Once you heard Widow Nailo's singing it wasn't like anything in the world could match, and it didn't help that Count Benson's choice was from an opera she once sang. He remembered little of the plot but the songs themselves were gorgeous--he actually did sit up a touch once he heard Chérie sing those familiar notes. It was alright, like finding an uncovered gem, but said gem needed a lot more polish to make itself really shine. Maybe if she were in more capable hands she could have really knocked it out of the park.

The fire thing was a bold choice for...wait, who was this? Unfortunately he spent most of the performance trying to figure out who the hell he was watching. A new Marivaldi mage, sure, but a complete nobody. The princess sure loved to assign nobodies to nobility, didn't she? First the little white haired songbird and now the pyromaniac knife wielder. Maybe she was hoping the Marivaldi dorm would get burned down or something. The thought did make Eris' smile a little wider than it probably should have been, timed well with his applause.

Said smile had to be muted since Wells was up, and his performance was...actually Eris didn't know whether the kid was an idiot or a genius. There was some actual merit to his creation, even his comedic timing (Eris personally would've left it out, but whatever), and the finished result was striking, but anyone could attribute it to dumb luck. Oh well, it was semi-interesting and Eris hadn't fallen asleep yet, so it was fine. Everything about the kid was a farce tonight anyway, might as well add 'potential starving artist' to the list.

Now, Plant Boy's whole shtick was something he didn't think he'd end up enjoying, but he was biased. And to be fair, it wasn't until he realized that the boy had chosen such a magnificent model that he had any investment in anything he did. Honestly Eris didn't even care, seeing any artist attempt to capture his beauty was always fun in his book. He was going to have to come back to the dorm to admire it privately. Wait, was he playing into something? No, Count Astorio wasn't that smart. Or was he? Eris ended up deciding he didn't care for now.

And finally, Sunny. Unfortunately a trained ear could spot every little adjustment and the change was blasphemous. Hm, maybe Eris was being too critical? But eh, the mage had a cute expression on his face as he played, so just with that alone he'd rate it as the second best performance tonight. It was a little weird to see something resembling passion from such a rigid individual. To be honest he was admittedly more caught up in the additional attention the mage gave anyway, so it wasn't like he was missing out.

Still, even with the positives Eris' mind kept going back to his soap opera. He could've been comfy on the couch watching Duchess Annabel's marriage getting interrupted. Actually he could've been buttering up his grandparents, he was pretty sure their anniversary was tonight. There were much better things to do with his time then watch inexperienced mages and Sunny, even with the little enjoyment he did get out of them.

But as always, they weren't the point--the show Eris was really here for was finally about to start, and judging by the not-so-subtle-split-second look they had exchanged earlier, old Benard hadn't expected him. If Eris could get away with it he would've made an entire photo album on the count's reaction: the surprise, the confusion, the irritation, the bitter acceptance. He hid it well, as nobles did, but there was nothing more gratifying than getting on someone's last nerve without even having to say anything.

And now they were being all nice and blood tasting, so he was sure conversation would spark up at any moment. Fortunately it was delivered with a very sweet tasting drink, with Eris reveling in his introduction. Ah, someday that would extend to everyone he knew, but for now he'd just settle. The countess gave him the perfect chance to insert himself in the conversation, pausing his sip in time to talk. "I'd like to know as well, I haven't heard that song in some time," He remained relatively polite as he asked, but then changed his mind. Why the hell should he stay polite for this dick? "Widow Nailo's performance of that tune won several awards back in her heyday, if I remember right. Marvelous performances, but they say she was born to sing. How do you think your little one compares?"





That...was not a good question to ask. Lilie couldn't help but let out a nervous laugh, knowing that no matter how she replied, Max would definitely know she messed up. Shoot, she was so sure she'd move past the phase of embarrassing herself. Maybe engaging him was a mistake? No, maybe she should have been more direct with her questioning? She was still curious about the sculpture but she was pretty sure if she asked again he was definitely going to get mad.

Fortunately, his response did bring up a really good point: what were they supposed to do? Just talk? "Actually, that's a good question. Are we supposed to just sit here and wait for the vampires to finish? Seems like a waste," Lilie said, frowning. At least the Revel had music loud enough to dance, the melody playing over by the vampires was definitely meant to be background noise. Speaking of that, she hadn't seen a genuine phonograph in years, not since her grandmother had passed. Well, Ben could barely operate his phone so maybe it wasn't that surprising.

Her eyes trailed from the hall to Aaron, who was standing behind the couch. Why was he standing? He said it himself, the performances were over. Making sure she caught his eye, she patted the seat next to her with what she hoped was an inviting smile. He had complimented them all, but she really wanted to know what he thought personally.





Even if the sentiment wasn't shared, Lilie really was glad to have them all together. Then again, she was a little friendship-starved since most of her free time had been occupied by lessons, so she blamed it on that. Salem's comment earned him a warm smile on her end as she laughed a little. Honestly, it was so much better to perform in front of friends than having Ben stare at her intensely and immediately give her pointers. He meant well, but he really needed to let up sometimes.

"That's so nice of you to say, thank you," Lilie replied cheerfully, looking around for a moment. To her disappointment, Aaron wasn't with them just yet. She thought today would've been a night for him to relax, but it didn't look like Count Sinnenodel was going to let him. Maybe she could convince Aaron to sit with them for just a minute?

As the conversation carried on, she felt like it would be redundant to reintroduce herself to Maddie, instead just giving the girl a wave as she introduced herself to the rest of the group. Hm, she felt like she should talk about something that would get the conversation going, but it was hard to tell what everyone had in common. Max wasn't much of a talker period, she didn't know Maddie well, and Salem...actually, she had an easier time talking to him so no worries there.

Well, she could at least think of something that would hopefully get Maddie's interest and Max talking. "So Max, that was an interesting sculpture," She mentioned. "Are you an aspiring artist?"


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Sarahi had mumbled something unintelligible as she stirred, nearly letting out a scream at the body next to her. It didn't help that Diadem decided to surround her in a flurry, tiny bells all at once shouting at her mentally a multitude of things that she couldn't understand. She would've yelled at them to shut up if she hadn't felt so tired, ignoring them as they eagerly clung to her in what she could only assume was comfort. Well, at least they weren't in that terrible place anymore, though she felt dirty and cranky all the same.

Judging by the teacher who looked like she just woke up herself and their surroundings, she guessed they were wherever she lived. Lovely. Sarahi had to resist the temptation to just lay down again, her head pounding slightly. Her body protested as she forced herself into a proper sitting position--through bitter cold or intense heat, she'd be damned if she was going to look unprofessional, even if she probably looked like she could use a bath.

She didn't bother questioning the coffee. Even if it was poisoned, death wasn't something she'd exactly bat away right now. She swatted away a few of the curious butterflies that had chosen to sit on her cup as she took in a deep drink. Now that was what she needed to properly wake up her mind.

"Don't usually have your students alive at this point, do you?" She ended up asked. "Can't say I envy someone who has to go explaining the deaths of the people they're supposed to be responsible for."





Lilie was all too glad to be away from the vampires, probably being the first to zip away as fast as she could. It was fun to see everyone's talents and make note of people's abilities--although she was pretty sure she nearly swooned off her seat hearing Aaron play the cello. Not that she'd ever say that out loud, it was too embarrassing, but it brought back a pleasant memory that made her heart race.

For now, she was content to take a seat, ankles crossed properly as her hands smoothed out the fabric of her dress. She was used to accidentally smacking herself with her own earrings every time she turned to look at someone, but she had to resist the temptation to twirl around like a little girl. She'd do that plenty when she got back to her dorm.

"Well, that was fun," Lilie ended up admitting out loud, deciding to strike up a conversation. Ben did mention something about keeping her wits or something, right? Oh well, she didn't really care right now. "I mean, at least we're all together, right? It's been a while since that's happened."





Ugh, this kid was really hung up on lying for some reason. And he didn't even believe him! That hurt Eris' pride just a touch, and was precisely why he said what he did. Although he did make a mental note to tone back the lying, he didn't want it getting back to Ismene after he had promised her he'd try to get on Max's good side. If he even had a good side, that is, at this point Eris was convinced that the kid was just a humanized mass of spite that ran off of hatred and was fueled only by anger and sarcasm. Which normally he was fine with, stars knew it was basically dealing with a less important vampire, but really, the kid was going to die of a stroke if he kept it up.

Eris let out something resembling a hollow laugh before following Max, triple checking his appearance. The kid cleaned up very nicely, especially with his hair done in some sort of way instead of rocking the 'I don't care' look. They'd have to work on giving him some tone, though, he was still a little too slim for his liking. Time would fix that, fortunately, so he wouldn't worry too much about that. Instead, he ran over a few conversation points in his head as he made sure to remember everything he needed to.

Snapping out of his thoughts at Max's question, Eris openly rolled his eyes again, although this time he had the perfect little mishap. Walking up to Max from behind, he gave him a little squeeze as he got up on the tips of his toes, placing his chin on the taller kid's shoulder. "Aww, do you really care? I'm so touched," He stepped away as he grabbed his phone off the entrance table, stuffing it in his pocket. "Being fashionably late doesn't apply when it comes to entertainment. By the time we get over there we'll be the last to arrive since the rest live just a few steps from one another."

He paused for a moment, remembering something. "Just remember: eyes down, stay quiet until someone talks to you directly, and try not to fall asleep. Mage manners and all that...Sunny's an expert so when in doubt watch him or just don't say anything," He said, waving the thought away.


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Eris thought Max didn't learn as he had already opened his mouth to respond to his first question, shutting it as he moved on. He couldn't really stop himself from rolling his eyes as he went on and on about how he didn't understand the intricacies of court politics and had little idea why Varis did the things he did and had set up the get together as such. Well, those weren't his exact words or what he had said, but he may as well have. Ignorance was such a dreadful thing to suffer from.

"Yeah, the guy whose face is plastered on about a hundred thousand products is really 'nobody'. Sometimes you worry me, Wells," Eris sighed.

He did, however, let out a tiny gasp of offense at one thing. "Do you think I do nothing but lie to you?" He asked. "That's so hurtful, must you think so little of me, Wells? You're practically my right hand man right now, if I do nothing but 'lie through my teeth every time I open my mouth', it would really bite me in the ass when I need you to listen." He shook his head in disappointment, though he paused as he really thought about it. "...not that I don't see why you'd think that, but I'm serious, I avoid lying to you as much as I possibly can."

"Either way, we're going because despite my nouveau riche ways, I run through plenty of noble circles so it's good practice for your future. as...whatever Ismene puts you in, we haven't ironed out those details just yet, but if you're ever attending me at one of those things this'll be your first taste at it," Eris said as he double checked his own reflection. "Also helps that I love watching Varis at work. I hate that stupid Count Benniton and watching him go against all his mage-loving ideals as he tries to gain the favor of a Sinnenodel is better than anything else that's on TV tonight." He had no trouble admitting that much, his disdain for the count way too obvious. "He apparently doesn't understand his place. It isn't enough that the princess threw some scraps from the bottom of the barrel in the form of that horrid-looking mage at him because he still thinks he's somebody, so Cuunt Sinnenodel will be reminding him where he belongs on the bottom of the totem pole."

And tonight he had just the little tidbit to prove it. Taking a glance at his watch, Eris grimaced as he figured they should get going. "Not that you care about anything I've said, I don't know why I bother explaining myself sometimes," He shook his head, taking Max by the shoulders and guiding him out. "Grab the bottle and let's go, we're already running ten minutes early which means we're late in Sinnenodel time."


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So she was on her own? Well, it wasn't like Lilie was expecting anything to really happen. She had to admit as corny as his words sounded, they did squash down any pre-party jitters she had. All she really had to worry about was the one song and then she'd get to watch everyone else. Invigorated by the thought, Lilie nodded in understanding, pausing as the earrings hit her neck. She thought her every day pendant was fancy, but everything Ben was giving her was putting even that to shame.

"I'll do my best, then! I mean, I'm actually feeling really good tonight," She replied. "I thought I'd be nervous but I'm really looking forward to hanging out with my friends." And if her performance wasn't good enough, it wasn't like she'd be offended. It was just a new found hobby, not anything she actually wanted to do for the rest of her life.

All her thoughts went flying out the window as Ben looped what looked like a solid chunk of diamond around her neck. Where in the world did he get all this jewelry? If she was going to be nervous about anything, it was potentially getting mugged in the walk from dorm to dorm. She'd have to take special care of everything, it all looked so expensive! Honestly she was more worried about scratching or losing any of it.

But there wasn't time to dwell on the way-too-pricey things she wore as Ben complimented her and said it was time to go. She only looked nice because of everything he gave her, but she still felt a little giddy. Maybe Aaron would think she looked nice, too? Hopefully it wasn't too flashy for him. She followed Ben out of the room, making sure to grab the bag holding her blood--which still kinda freaked her out and made her queasy if she looked at it for too long--and met him at the entrance. Carefully putting on the white heels, she slipped into her cloak and gave him a thumbs up with her free hand.

"I feel like it's gonna be a good night," Lilie told Ben.


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Lilie straightened up considerably once Ben entered, though she appreciated him hooking her up. She was a little wary when he said he'd be taking care of her hair--she had a style in mind and she wasn't really sure what he was gonna be doing. TO her surprise, however, not only did he make short work of the length, but he did it beautifully. Since when did nobles know how to style hair?! Even the little pins were stunning, her jaw dropping as she looked at her reflection.

"How did...when did...do you, like, have a salon at your house as a side job or something?" She couldn't help but ask, her hair gently touching a braid. "This is better than anything I was gonna do!"

As she finished looking at herself, she mulled over his words. Well, he had a point, she probably shouldn't completely let her guard down. She wasn't really worried about the mages if she was being honest, but if any of the vampires tried any funny business, she could get in trouble. Nodding, she scooted forward in her seat as she took his advice and went for a more daring look. She combined blue and green to keep up the color scheme she already had going on, though she opted for a pink lipstick that she hoped would pop.

Once done, she frowned as she looked up at Ben. "I'll do my best not to let you down, but...what should I do if I'm in a tight spot?" She asked. "Should I come find you? Or...stay quiet? I don't think we covered what to do in that sort of situation."


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Eris didn't doubt Plant Boy would be pinned to the ceiling with every sharp object in the room if he made a move, but he figured he'd throw out the warning anyway. Ah, Varis must have been getting obvious is even At his question, he gave him a shrug. "The princess' prime rule has always been to interfere once blood is spilled. Some people want to push themselves past what the academy allows...sometimes they want to practice beyond just disabling their opponents. You know, just mortals-trying-to-take-their-anger-at-their-lives sort of thing," He said, shrugging. "I don't really know much about the supposed partner, but who knows. If she's hanging around someone like that, maybe she got roped into it. Those types never really have a backbone, so if she was bullied into it or got a particularly mean look thrown her way, I could see it happening."

Actually, hearing that the Eve mage got roped into the rumor was probably the highlight of his night. He loved gossip. "You'd be surprised how often people throw information and rumors my way for free. Anything to get my attention, I suppose...it comes in handy," He admitted that much.

As for the first comment, he debated on whether or not to respond. Eh, he may as well. "He's definitely plotting something, but you're mistaken if you think it's against me. He's going to show the little Eve his place," He corrected him. "You see, he's taking advantage of the fact that he's gathering the other nobles to flaunt his position as both heir and the holder of the sole male heir of the Starag line. To vampires, it's a double whammy of sorts. The mage-loving Marivaldi is still probably drooling at the fact that a Sinnenodel got a royal mage, the not-so-secret mage sympathizer gets reminded who's on top, and the Astorio...I don't know, he's a nobody as it is, but it's collateral damage, I guess."


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