As the redhead came to sit in front of Jeriah facing him, Jeriah prepared himself for whatever confrontation was coming up. What happened next he could only take with a grain of salt and a lot of surprise.
"You're mine now." She half growled half purred whilst sensually looking Jeriah up and down as if inspecting an ingredient for dinner. That's exactly what he felt like, a piece of meat to be bought and eaten at her leisure.
"I-I'm-wha- um ahhh..." Jeriah barely managed to stutter out, while Jeriah is normally a badass motherfucker who takes no shit and gives less than he takes. He still found himself heavily flustered. He would probably never be completely immune to women and their charms. She at this point grabbed Jeriah by the chin and moved his face whilst viewing it from multiple angles.
"Yep, I've been looking for some guy of your caliber for a while now, handsome face, well built, tall, and I'm told a decent warrior. You belong to Jordan Braun now, don't forget that." She said after looking him over a few times.
"Do I now?" Jeriah said finally regaining his backbone, and removing his balls from the metaphorical purse.
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"Yes, you do, now give me your name." She demanded more than asked.
"My name, is Jeriah, do well to remeber it, for you will not be the one to own me, but I will own you. So be gone foul woman, before I put you in your place." Hearing this the entire class, which had been more or less talking amongst themselves and eavesdropping up until this point, gasped. Jeriah heard tidbits here and there around him, from what he could tell, the woman he had just begun arguing with was an heir to a powerful clan of martial artists and warriors, most of which had been high tier adventurers at one point or another.
This had been the first time a man had the courage to defy anything she said, Jordan simply couldn't believe it. This boy, no this man, his courage had earned him that at least, had fire. Growing up she had always been praised for anything and everything she did, because no matter what she tried she always won, suceeded, and excelled as well as thrived. She didn't know how to feel, didn't he know who she was? No he had to know, even if he didn't know beforehand the conversations going on around them would tell him. She had to admit, she thought picking a husband would be far simpler than this. She would pick someone who fufilled all of her requirements, confront him, then he would submit to her will and that would be that, at least that's how she expected it to go. Perhaps she should look elsewhere for a suitable male? Not a chance, she knew he was different from the rest, she wanted this one, and she would have him.
"Hmm, yes, you'll do. Don't fail to meet my expectations Jeriah." She said before rising from her previously commandeered seat and leaving to sit where she had been earlier. Thier conversation leaving both participants with alot to consider.