Erica Aubel
Academy Lecture Hall
So her intuition had indeed been correct. Miss Ferreira was, in fact, a princess. Something about most of the princess and princesses made that somewhat easy to distinguish... perhaps an air about them? If She had to guess, Erica assumed that air probably followed her as well, troublingly so. What more could she do to avoid recognition? Well, maybe these lectures would shed some further light on her answer. She supposed she wouldn't know for sure though until the lecture had been finished.
She made her way to the lecture hall, which was indeed as grand as she had anticipated, though, she could argue the merits of both halls she had now set foot in. For now though, the accommodations of this one were quite pleasing. Despite the chattering of the students and professors, the air about this place could be described as "peaceful", and she found herself lagging a bit behind the other invitees to take in the atmosphere as they spoke with each other. She herself found a seat in a shady place and meditated on where further she could take her magic... Indeed, she had not even cast a single spell since even before the train incident. Though, here and now wasn't the place to work her magic... perhaps later she would get some practice in, or maybe work with the speaker on the transmutation lecture after this was all over. Kristoff, was it?
Revan
Beaureve Mansion
While Sasha had managed to point out his draconic acquaintance, they seemed to vanish into the house before the group could make their way over. He rectified that by following, cutting a path through the gathering partygoers who seemed eager to get out of the way of such a large man. Sasha and their other friend tailed behind, he hoped. Once he'd gotten inside properly, he looked around again once more, his ears twitching at the sound of Fa Leng's tail against the floor as his eyes quickly followed the sound. "
Ahah, there we are!", he exclaimed, and readied to make his way over, before he heard the sound of Sasha's voice behind him. "
Addrick?", he repeated, giving Sasha a confused look, then following her line of sight to the man she was referring to. "
Oh, I see... there's some bad blood between you, then?", he asked, scratching the back of his head. "
Pardon me for asking then, but... you did know we were visiting the Beaureve mansion, right? If you had problems with them or their family, then why did you come?", he asked, looking genuinely confused. "
Well, we are already here, and I myself don't have any bones to pick with them that I know of...", he explained. "
If you wish to leave, then go ahead, I won't blame you for wanting to avoid him, but, I do have some business here. That guy over there would definitely be a big help in taking down the person I'm going after. She's seriously tough, and will probably have a lot of help. Muscle like that will go a LONG way. Not... that I'm not confident in my own abilities, but...", he sighed, he was reticent to admit that that woman alone had made a fool out of him and captured him single-handedly years ago... he couldn't fathom how difficult it would be to face her and a swarm of his ex-partners.
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I don't mean to be harsh, but... the time has come to choose, I guess. You can follow me further in, or turn back now if you want, but I know where I'm going...", he announced, before turning once more to head towards Fa Leng and the group he was standing with. On approach, he caught sight of what appeared to be a bounty-hunter... the sight of such an individual put a sour taste in his mouth, and if he were in his more primal form, his hackles would have surely rose. Of course, he didn't recognize her, but the gear she was sporting was more than enough to remind him of the capture and trade of his kin. He took a deep breath and shook the blood-boiling thoughts off... he was not about to ruin things over the sight of one person... he had to control his temper.
Before he could make any introductions, however, a bolt of... something wet slammed into the bounty-hunter from behind, sending her face-first into the chest of the stranger that'd been introducing himself when Revan arrived. He looked around for a moment, puzzled as to where the shot of liquid could have came from, and spied a... fairy? That quickly made itself scarce. There was something familiar about that fairy, but he couldn't put a finger on it... Well, no point trying to track it down right now, he was right before his goal, and he wasn't about to make a fool of himself chasing a fairy down. Instead, he made to introduce himself, once more extending a hand for Fa Leng to shake, and notably ignoring the chain-sporting individual at his side. "
Great to see you again! Even you are a bit more spiffed-up than the last time we met, I might say! I'm feeling a little underdressed!", he chuckled and shook his head. While the clothes he pretty much exclusively wore DID look nice on him, perhaps they were a little exotic for an event like this... and the lacking of a shirt had caught more than one set of eyes... though after years here in Montacier, he had become somewhat accustomed to such looks, they were especially notable in an event like this.
With the bounty-hunter off the Silver-haired man standing next to the man who'd invited him (Addrick's brother, he now knew) his attention turned to the two of them to greet them both. While he was cordial with Adryen, doling out another handshake and nod, the stare of the stranger to his side caught him of-guard. "
It's nice to meet you, my name's Revan.", he managed, holding out his hand to the stranger. Victor shook it with a grip that was surprising for a hand smaller than his own, and definitely didn't make him feel comfortable... that, and the way it felt like he was being seen through. His words of response to the Beastman, however, were the most discomforting thing about the whole greeting. "
I know.", he answered firmly, looking him right in the eyes. No further elaboration that Adryen had told him so (which he might have assumed) just the two words, and that look. Like he really knew... suddenly, the good feelings he'd had about coming to this party and reuniting with Fa Leng were doused, that warm, happy feeling replaced with something ice cold. Fear and suspicion. Had he met this man before? Who was he? He did his best to not seem as obviously uncomfortable as he was as he broke eye-contact with the Silver-haired man.
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@ItariChan,
@Polaris North,
@ERode
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@Reanimator Spuds,
@Elvario
Victor Clérisseau
Beaureve Mansion
Shortly after the greeting between himself and Fa Leng and Temperance, Victor's gaze shifted past them to someone approaching in the crowd behind them, another smile creeping up on his face for reasons only he knew, before Temperance was hit with a bolt of water and sent reeling into him. He was surprisingly quick to react, catching Temperance by the shoulders before she even collided fully with him, and pushing her back to her feet as he looked up at the source of the shot, seeming to catch sight of the fairy before anyone else had. He watched Temperance try to fire back at the fairy before it went back into hiding, and agreed with her assessment. "
Indeed, a minor annoyance. I wouldn't have individuals of your caliber waste your time tracking down a bothersome insect. If it becomes a further nuisance, I'll have it taken care of.", he said with confidence, looking over to Adryen, as if to confirm that he needed only give the word. It was then that Revan arrived, and gave his greeting, to which Victor gave his own, though his greeting to Revan was notably different than the one he had gave Fa Leng and Temperance, not even bothering to give his name as he gave the man a short reply and a cold stare. Whatever he had meant by his greeting, it'd obviously made Revan clam up, something Victor seemed to be well aware of, and had no intention of further elaborating upon.
Interacted with:
@ERode,
@Reanimator Spuds
Mentioned:
@Elvario