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Eris was mighty tempted to respond something along the lines of other things being hard, but for once, he chose to keep it to himself. It wasn't even that funny in his head, anyway. The kid's questions were pretty valid, further proving that he had a brain in there. He had to admit he liked how on point he could be. The question was how he could properly point that int he right direction--Greta was a start, but what he needed was a way to see how fruitful the kid's efforts could be. Fortunately for him, an idea came as he mentioned Sunny, and after inadvertently letting out a chuckle on his statement on his relationship with Varis, he decided to lay it out there.
Ignoring the show for now, Eris stood from his seat, stretching his back out for a second. "I won't drag you to the meeting with Ryner, it'll be mostly bitching about the exam," He'd admit that much up front, casually waving away his question. "For all I know, the entire thing was a ploy by Ryner to turn me against the count. You never know these days, it's not exactly secret that the Sinnenodels aren't liked and isolating the heir could prove advantageous to more than one person."
He paused for a brief moment before he would go on. "As for Sunny...asking sooner than later would prove better in this case, believe it or not; considering I had thrown around Greta's name during my conversation with his master, if it got back to Varis it could be construed as me looking for verification about the information I received," Eris decided to put Max up to speed, quietly fitting in the puzzle pieces together in his head. "In other words, you have a slowly shrinking net of safety. For now, anyway...reporting back to Varis could work in my favor, being transparent is what I need right now." If he was going to try to return things to normal, anyway.
Eris ran a hand through his hair, another thought occurring to him. "That reminds me...since you ended up getting me in the exam, I don't suppose you learned anything from that, did you?" He asked. "You ended up in the 'best' scenario, but considering I was the only one with an abnormal experience, I have to ask."
Ignoring the show for now, Eris stood from his seat, stretching his back out for a second. "I won't drag you to the meeting with Ryner, it'll be mostly bitching about the exam," He'd admit that much up front, casually waving away his question. "For all I know, the entire thing was a ploy by Ryner to turn me against the count. You never know these days, it's not exactly secret that the Sinnenodels aren't liked and isolating the heir could prove advantageous to more than one person."
He paused for a brief moment before he would go on. "As for Sunny...asking sooner than later would prove better in this case, believe it or not; considering I had thrown around Greta's name during my conversation with his master, if it got back to Varis it could be construed as me looking for verification about the information I received," Eris decided to put Max up to speed, quietly fitting in the puzzle pieces together in his head. "In other words, you have a slowly shrinking net of safety. For now, anyway...reporting back to Varis could work in my favor, being transparent is what I need right now." If he was going to try to return things to normal, anyway.
Eris ran a hand through his hair, another thought occurring to him. "That reminds me...since you ended up getting me in the exam, I don't suppose you learned anything from that, did you?" He asked. "You ended up in the 'best' scenario, but considering I was the only one with an abnormal experience, I have to ask."
Continuing to blab to @Scribe of Thoth's annoyance.
The method? Were they supposed to do something else? Lilie frowned, wracking her head with ideas. Maybe they went into the wrong direction, just because you weren't scared of someone, it didn't mean that it was a bad thing. She was still scared of most vampires, but she wasn't scared of Ben. That counted, didn't it? But that didn't seem right, either, much to her frustration. This exam was starting to make her realize that she needed to work on a few puzzles in her spare time.
It took her longer than she'd like to admit to notice that Ben had walked off. By some miracle he made it to one of the pillars, Lilie joining him shortly after. Did he have some sort of idea? If he did, he wasn't telling her, so she just quietly watched him. To her surprise, the marble weapon fused with the pillar, draining it of its color. Her eyes widened as something formed on the surface, and when she went to take a closer look, she realized it was the symbol of the Astorios. They were right after all!
"Hey! That did something!" Lilie gasped. "The weapon disappeared into the marble, the colors are gone, too, but now the Astorio crest is on the pillar."
It took her longer than she'd like to admit to notice that Ben had walked off. By some miracle he made it to one of the pillars, Lilie joining him shortly after. Did he have some sort of idea? If he did, he wasn't telling her, so she just quietly watched him. To her surprise, the marble weapon fused with the pillar, draining it of its color. Her eyes widened as something formed on the surface, and when she went to take a closer look, she realized it was the symbol of the Astorios. They were right after all!
"Hey! That did something!" Lilie gasped. "The weapon disappeared into the marble, the colors are gone, too, but now the Astorio crest is on the pillar."
Standing next to @Bert Macklin.
Hair: perfect. Makeup: light and natural. Uniform: ironed.
Asuka was more than ready to get the ball rolling. She and her new dorm mate got along swimmingly (or at the very minimum they didn't hate one another, so that was just a plus in her book), but she didn't socialize as much as she wanted to. Not that it mattered, there was plenty of time to get to know her classmates and plenty of opportunity to network and weed out who was worth talking to. Now that she had her first impression mostly out of the way, she needed to leave a good image of herself to whatever teacher ended up with them.
Her morning routine had been optimized to get herself ready faster than normal; there was no need to practice any speeches where anyone could hear them, and she wasn't about to reveal that side of herself to Mizuhana. Instead, she pampered herself and focused on her image, making sure she looked as cute as always before heading out to the classroom. She supposed she could have invited Mizuhana, but going independently would establish that she knew how to give people space. Clinginess was never really her thing, anyway.
Few students were starting to take their seats by the time Asuka arrived, and she strolled through the door casually. While she normally would have opted for a seat towards the front, she wondered if sitting in the back would help her watch her classmates more closely. Then again that could give off the wrong impression. Lingering slightly, she didn't see any familiar faces that she could attach to as an excuse. How troublesome.
She supposed it didn't really matter, instead choosing the closest seat. Fluffing her hair with her fingers for a moment, she flipped her hair over her shoulder, opening her compact to double-check her bangs.
Asuka was more than ready to get the ball rolling. She and her new dorm mate got along swimmingly (or at the very minimum they didn't hate one another, so that was just a plus in her book), but she didn't socialize as much as she wanted to. Not that it mattered, there was plenty of time to get to know her classmates and plenty of opportunity to network and weed out who was worth talking to. Now that she had her first impression mostly out of the way, she needed to leave a good image of herself to whatever teacher ended up with them.
Her morning routine had been optimized to get herself ready faster than normal; there was no need to practice any speeches where anyone could hear them, and she wasn't about to reveal that side of herself to Mizuhana. Instead, she pampered herself and focused on her image, making sure she looked as cute as always before heading out to the classroom. She supposed she could have invited Mizuhana, but going independently would establish that she knew how to give people space. Clinginess was never really her thing, anyway.
Few students were starting to take their seats by the time Asuka arrived, and she strolled through the door casually. While she normally would have opted for a seat towards the front, she wondered if sitting in the back would help her watch her classmates more closely. Then again that could give off the wrong impression. Lingering slightly, she didn't see any familiar faces that she could attach to as an excuse. How troublesome.
She supposed it didn't really matter, instead choosing the closest seat. Fluffing her hair with her fingers for a moment, she flipped her hair over her shoulder, opening her compact to double-check her bangs.
Aww, so being rude was essentially his love language. It was oddly charming, but whatever, Eris wasn't in the mood to pick a fight at the moment. The idea of having such a moody pet did earn a chuckle out of him. He'd at least give Max credit for persistence, though the question of how much or how little to give remained. In his panic, he had spilled everything to the mage, so there was no dancing around it. However, unlike Varis, he didn't see Max knowing too much to be a bad thing just yet. The fact that he openly communicated with Sunny could prove advantageous if he played it right.
For now, Eris decided that at the very least he owed Max this much--if only to clear his debt from Max's initial warning from the forest. "I thought a lot about what you said on my walk to and from the Sinnenodel dorm, and I've reconsidered a few things," He said, stretching his arms above his head. "This'll sound like more rambling, but I can promise you that everything I tell you has some form of purpose. As much as I love the sound of my own voice, what I don't like is wasting my valuable time. Long-winded it might be, only two other people in the world know that story, and now you're lucky number three."
Letting out a groan as he dropped his arms, he rubbed his shoulder. Apparently the trek through the forest took more out of him than he realized. "Unfortunately, the count had no idea what I was talking about. Part of me makes me think that your initial theory was onto something--the entire thing was designed simply to fuck with us. The only name that rang a bell was that of coincidence: Greta. He mentioned that she was Princess Nox's trainer and lover, but she had died before the forming of the Treaty."
Ruffling his hair, he seemed to lose some energy remembering the rest of the meeting. "Aside from that, the rest of the conversation was irrelevant. Pushing the attention off myself and onto the princess was my main goal, and Varis will be as ruffled as a Moon's Mirror turkey for a short while." While Eris got to spend the night licking his wounds and resisting the urge to cry. "The only part I can't figure out is the mark...I'm not sure why it would linger, but I believe I'll get closer to finding an answer once I meet with Her Highness tomorrow."
"I've also realized sending you on a wild goose chase wouldn't get you too far. Instead, I think looking into this Greta would find you more successful," Eris continued, pocketing his phone. "Who knows, the two princesses have been at odds for some time, the possibility of winning Princess Fucks-With-Us's favor could be beneficial in the future. At the very least, it would get her off my back for a while."
Eris almost kept going, but he paused, staring at the television. Should he bring up the apology? No, the kid had the paper, if it mattered, he would have brought it up. Instead, he simply watched the actress burst into fake tears, sobbing as she watched the man she loved walk out the door into the night.
For now, Eris decided that at the very least he owed Max this much--if only to clear his debt from Max's initial warning from the forest. "I thought a lot about what you said on my walk to and from the Sinnenodel dorm, and I've reconsidered a few things," He said, stretching his arms above his head. "This'll sound like more rambling, but I can promise you that everything I tell you has some form of purpose. As much as I love the sound of my own voice, what I don't like is wasting my valuable time. Long-winded it might be, only two other people in the world know that story, and now you're lucky number three."
Letting out a groan as he dropped his arms, he rubbed his shoulder. Apparently the trek through the forest took more out of him than he realized. "Unfortunately, the count had no idea what I was talking about. Part of me makes me think that your initial theory was onto something--the entire thing was designed simply to fuck with us. The only name that rang a bell was that of coincidence: Greta. He mentioned that she was Princess Nox's trainer and lover, but she had died before the forming of the Treaty."
Ruffling his hair, he seemed to lose some energy remembering the rest of the meeting. "Aside from that, the rest of the conversation was irrelevant. Pushing the attention off myself and onto the princess was my main goal, and Varis will be as ruffled as a Moon's Mirror turkey for a short while." While Eris got to spend the night licking his wounds and resisting the urge to cry. "The only part I can't figure out is the mark...I'm not sure why it would linger, but I believe I'll get closer to finding an answer once I meet with Her Highness tomorrow."
"I've also realized sending you on a wild goose chase wouldn't get you too far. Instead, I think looking into this Greta would find you more successful," Eris continued, pocketing his phone. "Who knows, the two princesses have been at odds for some time, the possibility of winning Princess Fucks-With-Us's favor could be beneficial in the future. At the very least, it would get her off my back for a while."
Eris almost kept going, but he paused, staring at the television. Should he bring up the apology? No, the kid had the paper, if it mattered, he would have brought it up. Instead, he simply watched the actress burst into fake tears, sobbing as she watched the man she loved walk out the door into the night.
Blabbing less (but still blabbing) to @Scribe of Thoth's annoyance.
The sound of the door opening caught Eris by surprise, raising his eyebrows as he continued to read something on his phone. So much for a relaxing night. Then again, the kid was the one coming to him, so this wasn't all bad. Could he possibly spin this in his favor? Probably not, every time Max opened his mouth he had a tendency to surprise him. Maybe his little apology worked and the kid was touched. Or maybe it was pure boredom, who knows.
All Eris really knew was that his quiet evening would have to wait, especially after the kid opened his mouth. It was good to see that Sunny had taken his request to heart--such a good, obedient mage, he was going to have to reward him with a little something later--but he had to admit he wasn't expecting the two to be in contact so quickly. Considering the Starags were raised to the highest of standards, however, Eris doubted that was how the blond had put it. Now, was Max trying to rile him up? Not a very smart approach considering what he said before and after that.
That said, the vampire took a moment to bring in a touch of 'Eris' back, his mood lightening a little with his mannerisms and voice. "We need to work on your conversational skills," Eris replied wearily, turning in place and kneeling on the couch seat and resting his arms on the back of the couch. He rested his chin on the palms of his hands, giving Max a curious look. "When someone wants to know information, they don't usually speak so crassly."
He shrugged slightly, closing his eyes. "You can be so hot and cold sometimes, it's hard to tell if you really care or not. I'm almost insulted," He pushed himself away, turning back to the television and changing the channel. He openly rolled his eyes as he heard stupid Julius Monraine's song playing through a commercial, flipping through a few more channels. "You know, you're a clever kid, but sometimes you worry me." Eris told him, pausing his flipping as he watched a commercial for his recent movie. Ugh, he was so gorgeous, the world should be grateful that he was blessing them with his image like this constantly.
The commercial finished, the show about a man whose desire led him astray continuing. Huh, he didn't know this one was still running. "The last time I was this upset and let it be known was when I discovered my father's 'fling' with a mage named Anesidora. You see, for some bizarre reason, he was enamored with her. Mortals are fragile, sure, but the way my father handled her, you would have thought she was the most valuable thing in the mansion," He rolled his eyes as he remembered, shuddering for a moment. "Honestly, I couldn't understand it. But what really bothered me was her attitude about it--she was convinced that since a vampire had shown interest in her, it meant she was someone. Of course, the other servants did dance around and treated her as such, so really, it wasn't surprising. Her mistake, however, came when she tried to tell me what to do."
"I think I was a little older than you were, and I suppose the mage-sympathizer could argue that she 'gave me life', but that wasn't the point. The point was that this mage believed herself above me and decided to exercise that belief. I could have just told either one of my parents, but she was favored by both of them; even if I did complain, it would go nowhere. In hindsight, I believe it was a test to see what kind of person I would become. So I decided to take matters into my own hands," Eris shrugged. "A few incriminating clues, some suggestions, and one frantic outburst later and suddenly all eyes were on the hysterical woman. It was easier than I thought it would be, really, and I had only needed to make a tiny deal with my sister to get it done. Father was devastated at losing her, but he only moped around until he found Penelope, so I don't think he was as sad as he said he was. I guess if I could change anything, I probably wouldn't have had the mansion burn down entirely--Mother loved that place dearly, but eh." He waved the thought away.
Eris let out a sigh, looking back at Max. "I'm telling you this because I've been doing this for nearly a century. I meant what I said when we first met: how we end up interacting is entirely up to you. I didn't get to where I am making stupid mistakes and shouting things to the world without thought," He explained, turning back to the television. "If I'm back so soon, it means I never planned on staying over. If I tell his mage I'm sulking, then the Sinnenodel will come chasing after me. It's all about putting myself on top--you could probably learn more than you already have by continuing to watch me. Think I didn't notice you managed to get your armor into the practical despite everyone else getting stripped down?"
All Eris really knew was that his quiet evening would have to wait, especially after the kid opened his mouth. It was good to see that Sunny had taken his request to heart--such a good, obedient mage, he was going to have to reward him with a little something later--but he had to admit he wasn't expecting the two to be in contact so quickly. Considering the Starags were raised to the highest of standards, however, Eris doubted that was how the blond had put it. Now, was Max trying to rile him up? Not a very smart approach considering what he said before and after that.
That said, the vampire took a moment to bring in a touch of 'Eris' back, his mood lightening a little with his mannerisms and voice. "We need to work on your conversational skills," Eris replied wearily, turning in place and kneeling on the couch seat and resting his arms on the back of the couch. He rested his chin on the palms of his hands, giving Max a curious look. "When someone wants to know information, they don't usually speak so crassly."
He shrugged slightly, closing his eyes. "You can be so hot and cold sometimes, it's hard to tell if you really care or not. I'm almost insulted," He pushed himself away, turning back to the television and changing the channel. He openly rolled his eyes as he heard stupid Julius Monraine's song playing through a commercial, flipping through a few more channels. "You know, you're a clever kid, but sometimes you worry me." Eris told him, pausing his flipping as he watched a commercial for his recent movie. Ugh, he was so gorgeous, the world should be grateful that he was blessing them with his image like this constantly.
The commercial finished, the show about a man whose desire led him astray continuing. Huh, he didn't know this one was still running. "The last time I was this upset and let it be known was when I discovered my father's 'fling' with a mage named Anesidora. You see, for some bizarre reason, he was enamored with her. Mortals are fragile, sure, but the way my father handled her, you would have thought she was the most valuable thing in the mansion," He rolled his eyes as he remembered, shuddering for a moment. "Honestly, I couldn't understand it. But what really bothered me was her attitude about it--she was convinced that since a vampire had shown interest in her, it meant she was someone. Of course, the other servants did dance around and treated her as such, so really, it wasn't surprising. Her mistake, however, came when she tried to tell me what to do."
"I think I was a little older than you were, and I suppose the mage-sympathizer could argue that she 'gave me life', but that wasn't the point. The point was that this mage believed herself above me and decided to exercise that belief. I could have just told either one of my parents, but she was favored by both of them; even if I did complain, it would go nowhere. In hindsight, I believe it was a test to see what kind of person I would become. So I decided to take matters into my own hands," Eris shrugged. "A few incriminating clues, some suggestions, and one frantic outburst later and suddenly all eyes were on the hysterical woman. It was easier than I thought it would be, really, and I had only needed to make a tiny deal with my sister to get it done. Father was devastated at losing her, but he only moped around until he found Penelope, so I don't think he was as sad as he said he was. I guess if I could change anything, I probably wouldn't have had the mansion burn down entirely--Mother loved that place dearly, but eh." He waved the thought away.
Eris let out a sigh, looking back at Max. "I'm telling you this because I've been doing this for nearly a century. I meant what I said when we first met: how we end up interacting is entirely up to you. I didn't get to where I am making stupid mistakes and shouting things to the world without thought," He explained, turning back to the television. "If I'm back so soon, it means I never planned on staying over. If I tell his mage I'm sulking, then the Sinnenodel will come chasing after me. It's all about putting myself on top--you could probably learn more than you already have by continuing to watch me. Think I didn't notice you managed to get your armor into the practical despite everyone else getting stripped down?"
Blabbing on and on to @Scribe of Thoth's annoyance.
Goddamn fusions taking all my money
Even though he had taken a shower, Eris felt like he needed a bath. Actually, a nice scrub would probably do wonders. He had the rest of the night to kill, he may as well give himself an impromptu spa day. The kid would probably stay sulking in his room, so he could take up the living room and watch a movie or something. It had been a while since he had a quiet evening all to himself, and while he was sure he'd probably end up at least scrolling through his emails, for now he could just put a pause on everything.
Admittedly Varis didn't respond at all the way Eris had hoped, but at the very least he was sure Princess Ryner would have her hands full with him late into tonight and probably the rest of the week, getting the blame off him and onto her. Max was appropriately annoyed and was insulted, which aside from giving Eris a bit of glee did leave him with a crossroads on how to move forward with him. He supposed continuing to play pitiful vampire would probably annoy him more, but at one point or another he did need to decide on whether he'd get him under his thumb or just cut him loose. All in all, the night was sort of a success.
Well, that's what he told himself, even if it was a complete lie.
But dealing with losses was just about second nature to him at this point. As stupid as 'optimism' was, he had to focus on the positives with the way he played his games--high risk, high reward. Granted, he hadn't been planning on spilling his heart out to an unfeeling rock, but that was what he got for having feelings and letting his emotions get the better of him. It was a good reminder, really. Keeping the relationship professional was just easier. And as for the kid...eh, he'll figure something out, maybe he'll flip a coin or whatever.
Entering the dorm, Eris stretched his hands above his head, dropping his arms as he walked past Max's room without a second glance. He'd probably poke his head out at some point, though he wasn't sure he could get him to come out and talk. Oh well. Eris walked into his room, closing the door behind him as he walked over to his closet, pulling out a small chessboard with some magnetic pieces he had gotten as a gift some time ago. He placed it down, opening it up and placing the pieces in a variety of ways. Once done, he looked at the case Varis had given him, looking at the key.
"And what do you have for me?" He asked it, giving it a look before opening the case up. A stack of papers inside, legal ones by the look of it. Giving it a quick skim, Eris' jaw dropped as he slowed down the reading. Ugh, no wonder those Ghanie assholes rose up so quickly, Varis was the one funding them. He clucked his tongue, unsure if he was flattered or insulted. Probably both, honestly.
That said, it did swing Varis back into Eris' favor just a touch, and he picked up a white king piece and stared at it. "Are you trying to buy me or are you showing me what you're capable of?" He asked it, narrowing his eyes. "If you don't behave, I'm going to get upset with you," He warned the king. What he needed to do was get ahead of the redhead. Obviously the Sinnenodel would rather have him groveling, so he'd probably need to see if he could get him a little something to get back in his good graces. But even that would just leave them even. He needed to get a leg up on him somehow, he just needed to figure out how exactly.
Closing the case back up, he stored it safely before looking at the king piece again. He rolled his eyes, casually dropping it back onto the board. He picked up the white queen piece close to it, glaring at it. "And tomorrow I'll get to dance with royalty. Hmph. That'll be fun."
Leaving everything as it was, Eris ditched the idea of a spa day and exited his room, feeling too lazy to do anything and throwing himself onto the couch. Once he turned it on and landed on the news, he left it there and pulled out his phone. Ismene was texting him again. It's like she knew he was in a bad mood. It'd be admirable if it wasn't suspect. After sending her a short response, he leaned back fully into the couch, at least making a token effort to relax before he pulled up his emails.
Admittedly Varis didn't respond at all the way Eris had hoped, but at the very least he was sure Princess Ryner would have her hands full with him late into tonight and probably the rest of the week, getting the blame off him and onto her. Max was appropriately annoyed and was insulted, which aside from giving Eris a bit of glee did leave him with a crossroads on how to move forward with him. He supposed continuing to play pitiful vampire would probably annoy him more, but at one point or another he did need to decide on whether he'd get him under his thumb or just cut him loose. All in all, the night was sort of a success.
Well, that's what he told himself, even if it was a complete lie.
But dealing with losses was just about second nature to him at this point. As stupid as 'optimism' was, he had to focus on the positives with the way he played his games--high risk, high reward. Granted, he hadn't been planning on spilling his heart out to an unfeeling rock, but that was what he got for having feelings and letting his emotions get the better of him. It was a good reminder, really. Keeping the relationship professional was just easier. And as for the kid...eh, he'll figure something out, maybe he'll flip a coin or whatever.
Entering the dorm, Eris stretched his hands above his head, dropping his arms as he walked past Max's room without a second glance. He'd probably poke his head out at some point, though he wasn't sure he could get him to come out and talk. Oh well. Eris walked into his room, closing the door behind him as he walked over to his closet, pulling out a small chessboard with some magnetic pieces he had gotten as a gift some time ago. He placed it down, opening it up and placing the pieces in a variety of ways. Once done, he looked at the case Varis had given him, looking at the key.
"And what do you have for me?" He asked it, giving it a look before opening the case up. A stack of papers inside, legal ones by the look of it. Giving it a quick skim, Eris' jaw dropped as he slowed down the reading. Ugh, no wonder those Ghanie assholes rose up so quickly, Varis was the one funding them. He clucked his tongue, unsure if he was flattered or insulted. Probably both, honestly.
That said, it did swing Varis back into Eris' favor just a touch, and he picked up a white king piece and stared at it. "Are you trying to buy me or are you showing me what you're capable of?" He asked it, narrowing his eyes. "If you don't behave, I'm going to get upset with you," He warned the king. What he needed to do was get ahead of the redhead. Obviously the Sinnenodel would rather have him groveling, so he'd probably need to see if he could get him a little something to get back in his good graces. But even that would just leave them even. He needed to get a leg up on him somehow, he just needed to figure out how exactly.
Closing the case back up, he stored it safely before looking at the king piece again. He rolled his eyes, casually dropping it back onto the board. He picked up the white queen piece close to it, glaring at it. "And tomorrow I'll get to dance with royalty. Hmph. That'll be fun."
Leaving everything as it was, Eris ditched the idea of a spa day and exited his room, feeling too lazy to do anything and throwing himself onto the couch. Once he turned it on and landed on the news, he left it there and pulled out his phone. Ismene was texting him again. It's like she knew he was in a bad mood. It'd be admirable if it wasn't suspect. After sending her a short response, he leaned back fully into the couch, at least making a token effort to relax before he pulled up his emails.
Back at the dorm with @Scribe of Thoth
Once the king started to speak again, Lilie blinked in confusion. Were they wrong? She was so sure they had the right answer. Maybe it really wasn't as obvious as it was meant to be? That definitely popped into her head first, but even as the statue went on and on again, it didn't say anything different. Looking around, her mouth opened as she saw the pillars' colors--red and black, those were definitely the Astorio colors. What were they missing?
Letting out a quiet noise, Lilie tapped her fingers against her leg, trying to think. Oh, she should probably let the blind vampire know. "Um...nothing happened...?" She really wasn't sure what to say that wasn't repeating herself. "I mean, I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be the Astorio family, the pillars even flashed black and red. Maybe we got the item wrong, but..."
She looked around once again, first at the items, and then at the pillars. Four items, four pillars, one king in the middle. There had to be something else to this. He said it was up to 'Family Noila' to tie them all together, so that had to be some sort of hint. Right?
Letting out a quiet noise, Lilie tapped her fingers against her leg, trying to think. Oh, she should probably let the blind vampire know. "Um...nothing happened...?" She really wasn't sure what to say that wasn't repeating herself. "I mean, I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be the Astorio family, the pillars even flashed black and red. Maybe we got the item wrong, but..."
She looked around once again, first at the items, and then at the pillars. Four items, four pillars, one king in the middle. There had to be something else to this. He said it was up to 'Family Noila' to tie them all together, so that had to be some sort of hint. Right?
Standing next to @Bert Macklin.
Cara waited for Adonna to join her, all too happy to walk together. She hadn't really gone out of her way to socialize with too many people yet, but at the very least having one friend hanging around was always a plus. At the very least, Adonna had made Cara's transition as painless as it could have been, though Cara still didn't really know the entire layout of the campus and really only paid attention to whatever she needed to know. So long as she never veered off course, it was fine.
Once Adonna broke the silence, Cara let out a small, wistful sigh. Time really flew by, didn't it? "Yeah, she completely ditched me, too!" She feigned hurt, lifting her wrist to her forehead as she let out something resembling a choked sob. "I guess she's an adult now and just doesn't need me anymore. Oh, to be thrown aside so nonchalantly like a discarded doll..."
The brunette did drop the act, brightening up considerably. "It did make me feel uneasy, but eh, little bird needs to fly off sometime," She shrugged, placing her hands behind her head. "I think getting back to a schedule will be good for her. Well, for all of us, really; it took a while, but we have a real routine now instead of forgetting things or running late."
After a small pause, Cara grinned at Adonna. "How was your break? Do anything fun?"
Once Adonna broke the silence, Cara let out a small, wistful sigh. Time really flew by, didn't it? "Yeah, she completely ditched me, too!" She feigned hurt, lifting her wrist to her forehead as she let out something resembling a choked sob. "I guess she's an adult now and just doesn't need me anymore. Oh, to be thrown aside so nonchalantly like a discarded doll..."
The brunette did drop the act, brightening up considerably. "It did make me feel uneasy, but eh, little bird needs to fly off sometime," She shrugged, placing her hands behind her head. "I think getting back to a schedule will be good for her. Well, for all of us, really; it took a while, but we have a real routine now instead of forgetting things or running late."
After a small pause, Cara grinned at Adonna. "How was your break? Do anything fun?"
Chatting with @Kal
Jumping at the sound of the loud grinding, Lilie readied herself for whatever was going to come at them next. Or so she thought. She jumped again as the trees shattered around them, staying close to Ben as the scenery shifted. It was a wonder to watch as always, but that grinding sound was going to ring in her ears for the next week! Why was it so loud?! She couldn't help but be a little irritated at that, but all that went away as the statue formed in front of them. Wary of it, she pulled the count back, watching as the statue formed itself.
For once, she actually recognized the historical figure: it was the late king Geoffrey Noila. She blinked at it, a little spooked at how it moved, but once it started talking, she listened. Of course, his speech was flowery and fancy, befitting that of a royal vampire, but she had to admit it was a little much. Of course, it could be that this was part of the riddle, but she wasn't sure.
She watched his hand open, frowning. Looking around, the other marble pieces stayed where they were, and she figured they had to hand him something else. 'Fear the one that doesn't fear me' he said, but who int he world didn't fear a king?
Looking over at Ben, she realized he hadn't moved. Oh, right, he can't see, obviously she still needed to guide him. "I think this statue is King Geoffrey Noila. At least, he looks a lot like the picture in our textbooks," She told him. "He's holding out his left hand, so I think we need to put something there. Maybe the last thing he said was a hint at what?" She had to admit she was stumped by this one.
For once, she actually recognized the historical figure: it was the late king Geoffrey Noila. She blinked at it, a little spooked at how it moved, but once it started talking, she listened. Of course, his speech was flowery and fancy, befitting that of a royal vampire, but she had to admit it was a little much. Of course, it could be that this was part of the riddle, but she wasn't sure.
She watched his hand open, frowning. Looking around, the other marble pieces stayed where they were, and she figured they had to hand him something else. 'Fear the one that doesn't fear me' he said, but who int he world didn't fear a king?
Looking over at Ben, she realized he hadn't moved. Oh, right, he can't see, obviously she still needed to guide him. "I think this statue is King Geoffrey Noila. At least, he looks a lot like the picture in our textbooks," She told him. "He's holding out his left hand, so I think we need to put something there. Maybe the last thing he said was a hint at what?" She had to admit she was stumped by this one.
Standing next to @Bert Macklin.
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