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More than any other emotion, limited though they were, Hazel felt a distinct and fleeting sense of loss for her carefully planned evening of relaxation. It was immediately clear that these would not be swift strangers, and nor would they be dear friends. These brief thoughts aside, the vampire was struck by how acutely the prince reminded her of several of her father’s business acquaintances. It was something in the posture, she mused, that certain people just seemed to exude. No matter. Her upbringing had prepared her for these situations, and she had no intention of losing any more of her evening than she had to.
Still keeping her patient, steady gaze trained on the smaller of the pair, a polite smile playing around her fangs, the vampire moved to her desk and walked bloodless fingers over the alphabetised files until she found the students she was looking for. She did remember these two, as she remembered the majority of those who passed under her scrutiny. The request had been an unusual one - although couples did occasionally share a living space, this was typically requested after a relationship on campus, and was rarely established prior to application. Returning to her bed, she ran her eyes over the necessary forms, before looking up to meet the gaze of the prince. It had become clear quite early on in the exchange that his partner would do little to ease the situation.
“I must say, sirs, that I cannot particularly see how the college has failed to meet your requests. It is true, as you say, that we cater to all supernatural species, and I do believe we have fulfilled that to the best of our abilities.” Hazel cocked her head, the body beneath eerily still and poised. The prince’s rank meant little to her; their upbringings were surely similar enough. “Whilst I would be willing to tackle the issue of your accommodation’s climate, as you require cooler climes, your partner has indicated that your room’s temperature controls are indeed sufficient. If you still feel this is not the case after a period of time, you may open a request which will be dealt with swiftly. The rest, to my eyes, is not a prerequisite of your species, and thus does not fall under college parameters. I’m certain that many of our students would enjoy more space if they could have it, and I’m more than certain that you are not the only student who is accustomed to a more privileged lifestyle. However, we cannot all have our every desire catered for, as this is a learning environment first and foremost. If you have difficulty conducting your education within the college’s sphere, feel free to request the information forms regarding off-campus accommodation. I will certainly be pleased to oblige you.” With a bat of her lashes, Hazel found the relevant brochure and held it out delicately. She was always pleased to oblige.
Toli accepted the brochure graciously, tucking it into one of his pockets. “Thank you, miss. While I am sure it will be unnecessary, it is appreciated. I believe the college has done plenty.” He turned his attention back to Johanás, tugging lightly on the tip of one of his ears and speaking to him in Elvish. “I am not sure what you thought this would get you, dearest. We have left home. Complaining will not have the same effect, and people will not be nearly as quick to forgive you. Everyone has told you this.”
The ensuing almost-tantrum was laughable, bravado melting at the first sign of resistance. This happened every time someone managed to challenge Johanás, though ‘someone’ tended to only be his family. Most members of the courts and royal employees were wont to follow direction immediately from the higher ranking, and it was only his personal closeness that gave Toli the ability to ignore the more ridiculous requests and keep him in line.
“Were you planning to apologize? She was busy, and you interrupted. It does not mean the same thing coming from me, and it would not be good to make enemies so quickly. Especially of a person who could be very helpful.”
His ears tipped back against his head as he pouted, sinking into an undignified slouch. "But it should. I deserve that kind of respect everywhere. I’m a prince, I’m not like these people." This earned him another ear tug and gentle scolding, more on social circles and distance. Hani glanced around the room as he sank lower into the admittedly fine chair, judging every bit of this woman's decor. Everything looked... surprisingly well made. Hm. Johanás glanced at the girl, spinning one of his rings around his finger, a childish fidgeting. The look she was giving him was a familiar brand of cold, like a homecoming in her eyes. Perhaps she was not as ill-bred as he would assume.
"You are cruel to me, you know this?" This was returned with a barking laugh and another set of encouragements, and a large hand entangling with his own. Ugh. Fine. Johanás huffed once more before sitting up straighter, shoulders back, addressing the girl in stubbornly halting English. "I... apologize. For my intrusion. I was informed it was rude of me." He fell back to silence, continuing to scan the room around him. While it was absolutely sweltering in the room, it did smell nice, like the soft sweetness of flowers.
"You have a name, yes? What is it?" The query was too casual to imply he really cared, but at least he managed to ask. "And who made this chair? I am fond of it."
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Hazel had decided to branch out a little from her usual leisure activities. Setting aside her copy of Ulysses - well-loved, though still immaculate - she had taken it upon herself to begin a foray into podcasts. Many of the younger students were fond of them, and it would give her eyes a rest after long hours spent poring over lecture notes and request forms. The recent influx of new students had produced a sheer mountain of paperwork - bizarre requests, class options, and more besides - and she’d had little time to herself these past few days. Thus, the vampire had cleared a few hours of her evening to spend time alone and away from her work. It would be… bliss.
She had drawn a bath, revelling in the warm steam that filled her bathroom, and had just begun to unlace her brogues to begin the process of removing her day’s attire when there was a knock at the door. Hazel’s stomach sank, and she allowed herself an internal sigh before composing herself and re-tying the lace. In a light tone, she called out, “Feel free to enter!” She could only hope that this intrusion would be a swift stranger, or a dear friend. Her bath would be most unpleasant if it was allowed to cool down.
First impressions were most important, and Johanás' impression of this campus was terrible. It was basically a garbage dump, completely inappropriate for habitation. Really, an entire campus' population was okay with this? Astounding. He didn't think it would be possible to miss the Lapplands, especially so soon, but here he was, sore for the material comforts of home. There had to be someone to complain to about this - and there was, of course. A name and suite number was found, printed neatly in proper ink in the corner of one of the many packets they'd been given. Perfect. This new target lived only a couple floors down, only a minute or two's walk away. The idea made him grin with satisfaction, calling Toli over from his exploration of the living space. "Alskken, come with me. We're going to discuss this situation."
The coordinator's room was quickly reached, a flurry of sharp knocks delivered, and instructions received. How rude, not even opening the door. Ah, well - just another thing to add to the list. Johanás entered the rooms, assuming a trained, diplomatic power stance as he began to speak. "I am Johanás Sven, prince of the Elven Lapplands, and this-" He paused to grimace, making a circular gesture with his hand. "-is wholly unacceptable." The woman was not allowed a chance to respond before he launched into his full tirade, arms crossed tight over his chest.
"Two rooms in a suite is the best you have to offer? I find that unbelievable. That is not a suite, it is an outhouse. I would prefer four. The cooling unit does not hit a low enough temperature, and I cannot understand the Fahrenheit numbers. It needs to be fixed. Is this place not meant to cater to all inhuman needs?" he questioned. The exertion of speaking so forcefully in this heat was already taking its toll, each breath coming heavier. Johanás stole a seat in a nearby chair, ears flapping slowly, settling in to continue offering criticisms on everything from the floors and the view to a perceived smell in one corner of the bathroom. This was going to be a very long conversation.

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