#professus

Their first impression:“A professor?? So young?”Their current impression:"The strong silent type yes, but there’s warmth within her actions, she’s always thinking of what’s best for us.”What they like the most about your muse:“The fact that she knows what I like, whenever she invites me to lunch there’s always my favorite meal available. I’m usually busy with my own projects so I’ve barely been there myself all that often.”What they dislike the most about your muse:"She seems to stonewall quite a lot, for someone like me that often helps those in need it can be a little troubling at times.”What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.):"L-lover?!? No, shes jut my teacher. enter flustered LupinA general opinion of their relationship:“She’s always pushing me to do my utmost best when it comes to my training, academics or mundane abilities like cleaning or practicing choir. Other than that we get along well, she often gets me gifts and brings me back my lost tools for my more independent studies.”If applicable, something they wish to reveal:"I’d wish to tell her my real name, Arsene Lupin.”

Arganan was very much informed that there was a new professor—Byleth, was her name—and that she’d be teaching the Blue Lions. As one of the various professors that also taught individual houses (he specifically also taught the Blue Lions), he figured it would be best to introduce himself to her.

@countarganan​ ;3 I am!

@professus / MEME. 

“ … … so what? ”  the question  drips  its disdain.  he draws one arm up,  coiled across the bands of his ribs before adding the other to the mix.  closed off,  shielded,  years of training and experience sanding down hostile shoulders to point his elbows down. 

here he thought his mask was enough to hide the long nights as  the reaper  tucked into the dark crescents under his eyes… …  what a nuisance … 

his head dips low and his eyes,  slim and focused beneath their red lining,  seem to catch a  predatory  interest…  as if searching her up and down for some hidden  weakness. 

“ you’re quite adorable, you know that? ” camilla rests her hands on the professor’s shoulders, easily towering over the blue haired woman at 6′2. “ i mean- not as adorable as my darling retainers, but do you have a certain charm about you. ”