Snippet #1479447

[[gotcha ;) and I apologise for my continuous posting >_> I'll try to limit myself...]]

The Chairman gazed at Viktor with a black expression as he spoke in his native tongue. Truthfully, he was trying to be curtious to talk to the man in German, but he really had absolutely no idea what the guy was saying. However, Damascus on the other hand seemed to be taking in his words slowly, rolling them around on her tongue as if she had just learned some of the language. She grinned slightly at his last comment, which only left the Chairman even more confused than before. But when the vampire began speaking in their common language, the Chairman relaxed. "Well, I am in charge of everything that goes on at this school. Usually I'm on a fairly busy schedule, so if you need anything feel free to ask the Perfects. Oh, but not Shika, she's scary..." He gave a wary glance in the direction of the white haired girl before straightening and putting on a gentle, fatherly smile. He extended his hand to Viktor, handing him a small black and red box. "I'm not sure if you had these where you came from. Because we are in a crowded area, I can't really speak what they are but I'm sure you'll understand."

Damascus felt another set of eyes on her, but this time pretended not to notice. She listened as the Chairman and Viktor chatted with a mildly interested expression. When a greeting was spoken behind her, she looked over her shoulder at the speaker. A vampire; Hiroshi Kimura if she wasn't mistaken. His introduction confirmed his identity. The brunette turned fully around to face him and put on a smile. "Hello, Hiroshi," she said with her smokey, light voice. "I'm Damascus Gokan, pleased to meet you. I'm sorry if I'm intruding but..." she paused, studying him closely once more "..we... haven't met before.. have we?"

He struck her as familiar, but his name and voice didn't belong to anyone she knew. Perhaps they'd passed each other on the street or something. "No matter. I'm one of the Perfects at the school; Perfects are sort of like the students who make sure nothing back goes on between the Night and Day classes. I trust you can figure out everything else on your own? Excuse me, but I have to do my patrol and homework." She gave him one last overlook with her violet gaze before turning on her heal and dancing back to the other Perfects in that odd, light-footed way of hers. She paused beside Mai, watching as the Day Class began to scatter and return to their dorms.