Huh, was his face really that forgettable? Arching an eyebrow at Eurwen’s inability to recognize who he was until a few moments later, Ashart smiled in a defeated little way. He’d been telling her to call him by his full name or his last name for quite some time, but it seems that the rabbit faunus never got past calling him ‘Ash’. At this point, it was probably a losing battle, so he didn’t bother correcting her once more.

Well, he’ll get his revenge easily enough.

With a teasing smile on his face, he asked, [b]“Oh, I thought you would have graduated with a scholarship or two under your belt. Or were you going to Beacon with hopes of avoiding people who’d recognize you after that incident during spring?”[/b] It WAS quite a spectacle, after all, with the whole rabbit-mating-season-PMS-mode that had sent Eurwen on a rampage through the hallways. The amount of lawsuits that had to be peacefully settled, and the amount of romantic misunderstandings that had to be smoothed over was worth it for all the situational comedy that Ashart had been privileged to witness. 

Retrospectively, he really only bought that drink in the spur of the moment, but it wasn’t too bad. Being the friend of Eurwen came with being dragged along to ‘socially’ drink, after all, so it wasn’t like he’d be puking out his guts anytime soon. And though he should be adhering to the lessons of his parents and constantly keep track of his surroundings…well, he trusted that Beacon had measures in place to ensure that nothing stupid happened.

Then, a dust explosion occurred on the other end of the bar, and he avoided injury only due to the timely intervention of Eurwen’s Semblance.

The Chimp Faunus blinked, rested one hand on his Prefix Cide, winced at the sight of the partially destroyed bar, dropped his jaw at how ridiculously well-built the red-headed bartender was, shook his head at the perpetrator of the explosion, and then turned back to face Eurwen.

[b]“Thanks for that. Guess you didn’t have your earmuffs on for that explosion?”[/b]

Looked like Fir was caught in the sooty aftermath of the explosion as well. He took the unused towel that the Rabbit Faunus had handed to him, tossed it over to the daughter of the Juneau family, and then remarked,[b] “Pretty bad timing on your part, Fir.”[/b]