[ Right. Zephyr and Leanne were supposed to be on their first mission today and then he... got sucked into another world. There was an ancient proverb about getting yourself kicked in the face by a horse if you meddle in matters of love, but Vashyron didn't think that could actually happen. Or well, for the horse-kicking (those things were extinct) to be replaced by some mumbo-jumbo, hocus pocus. Geez, he was only supposed to crash some wedding and kidnap a bride for an obsessive-compuslive freak of an ex-lover. These kind of things happen all the time in Basel. Why'd it have to be him that ends up with the short end of the stick?
Anyway, this is Vashyron stepping out of the Dorms looking a bit... bored. For some reason, he's a student in some... class thing. Vashyron wasn't really listening, to be honest. And then he lied about his age. They were talking about some age cut-off and it just felt like the right thing to do then. ]
I could use something to drink.
[ Maybe, after a nice hangover, he'll wake up on his couch back home. Yeah. Sounds like a good idea. Now, wonder if that cafeteria serves alcoholic beverages... ]