[center][h1][color=008080]Noah Salik || Mess Hall [/color][/h1][/center]
[center]For: [@TheHangedMan][/center]

Lucas grinned. "[color=008080]First day at the university and already extorting.[/color]" Noah's grin turned to a smile, "[color=008080]Love at first sight, think it's a little more than that. I knew how to find you, way before I even knew of your existence, so maybe, love at first thought?[/color]" He questioned, jokingly adding. "[color=008080]Anyway, my heads been buzzing like this since my fight with my Master. I can't remember the fight, but they say that he is... no more. Maybe a curse was his parting gift to me, one more betrayal.[/color]" He looked around now, he wasn't very angry, but he also wasn't happy. "[color=008080]So my name has a label, even to first years. Infamous already.[/color]"

His head started to sting, his facial expression showed the signs of distress, images were blurry and shooting through him fast, but only one stood out. He was standing over his Master, Noah covered in blood. The images were hurting his head, he clenched his fist, splitting the palm of his skin open, blood flowing out of his hand in a clenched fist. He shook his head returning to the world.

"[color=008080]You're not a normal student. Someone on edge as you, pulling a weapon on another student who just knew your name. Plus, you've revealed your magic to me. Your eyes.[/color]" He leaned in now, his face a feet away from hers, whispering. "[color=008080]You're looking at their magic, maybe doing more. So tell me Goldie, who are you and [i]what[/i] are you doing here?[/color]"