[h3]Blair Aschenford | Vanessa Von Goshe's Studio[/h3]

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Blair didn't laugh. If there was anything his father had taught him, it was that talent was a far greater asset than appearances. Appearances will help in negotiations, but talent is what brings something to those negotiation tables. He looked to Fantasia who also seemed rather distraught by all of this. The few who were left were... Well, some of them Blair did recognize, class mates, or former class mates. None of them seemed to notice he was here, likely because they were too focused on this whole thing. Watching all of this transpire was just like a page out of old history textbooks about tyrants. It made him cringe, because he simply didn't understand why someone who was so great could ignore the finer qualities of the people around them... It made him disgusted, and never more did he want to use his influence to bring her down. Such a thought is still too early though as he's realized... First and foremost he had to see how this would play out.

[color=green]"This makes me wonder what mother and father think of her..."[/color], he muttered to himself. He had only heard good things about her, but the lady in person was far different from what he, or anyone had imagined in fact...