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The meeting wasn't scheduled, and More debated no less than twice about whether or not he should just go up to the administrator's office and have a talk with Advisor Herei Fang. Dr. Lorioth Manneth said he could, and described Herei as an open and kind man. It gave More a little confidence, yet he could not help but to wonder what kind of man was Advisor Fang...he unfortunately did not get the chance to meet him during all the times after he was admitted to the school, but rumors were plenty, rumors that he felt..bizzare about.

But judging a person from rumors was never a good thing, and the young man understood that, which was why he was all the more eager to meet this said advisor, who came from China, and who was supposedly an ingenious tactician but who also had some strange habits. It seems as if all geniuses acted strange in their own ways, such as Lorioth as his unreasonable shy-ness...

The young man stopped his train of thought and mused at the well-decorated door that was the entrance to Herei's office. The panel looked more like a piece of wood-printing artwork than a door, and several Chinese characters were carved in neatly in the top center, no doubt indicating the advisor's own name (not that anyone else would recognize it other than the few Chinese students around the shcool, but More had a reasonable guess). More was, for a moment, hesitant to knock, for the door looked so beautiful and delicate that he was afraid his hand would ruin it. But eventually he was lucky to find a small electric ring bell installed on the side, and that was where he pushed.

Life had been rather quiet for Advisor Herei Fang. By quiet, we mean downright boring. He practiced his martial arts every morning. He went through his paperwork everyday. He read the daily newspaper. He did whatever the Headmaster asked him that day and fulfilled whatever duties he had concerning his teaching. Nothing exciting had happened in quite some time, save for the Christmas celebration. Not being a celebrator of the holiday himself, Herei had just socialized a bit. Again, it was rather boring and, quite frankly, a disappointment. Something needed to kick some more vim and vigor into his life? What, might you ask? Well, he was working on that.

And that was when the bell chimed. Strange, because the Headmaster usually let himself in. Stranger still, because Herei never got guests. The advisor stood slowly, long robes swishing as he pushed his chair in. He walked over to the door, taking his time. Surely his visitor had no where else to go, or they wouldn't have bothered ringing the bell in the first place. He opened the door slowly, peering at the stranger. Ah, one of the students! Herei smiled. He hadn't met this one yet, one of the newer ones.

"Are you lost?" he asked pleasantly, standing in the doorway. There wasn't much else of a reason for one of the students to be at his door. If they needed him, they could find him during his class time. Or maybe the blond had just heard of Herei's strange dressing habits and had come to investigate. Well, he'd find the rumors to be true! Herei shifted and waited for an answer.

More blinked. The person who appeared at the door was a surprise to him. An utter shock, in fact, that made the young man gawk despite his prepared composure. The next immediate question that came to his mind was this person's identity, more so this person's...gender. Whoever was at the door looked Chinese enough, and dressed in an asian robe, but the said person's demeanor...he/she was kind enough, but for the moment More had a suspicion of his/her identity. One, the person did not greet him (not that it was extremely strange but...) and two, the person stood him/herself in the doorway which prevented More from entering and made no attempt to move or to make an invitation for the young man to come in. Taken back by all the suspicions and doubt, the young man tried to start talking, but found his throat somewhat stuck. So he coughed.

"I-ah...I apologize. I'm here to see Advisor Fang. Is he...available?"

More considered adding a "miss" at the end of his sentence, but held off. Lorioth was, after all, pretty enough to be a girl, and More had to be prepared to meet even more femine males like the meek doctor in the school.

Ah, well, the young man wasn't lost. Suitably confused, however. Herei stepped aside and started back into his office, smiling to himself. He motioned for the student to follow. "Shut the door behind you, if you will," he said, taking a seat back at his desk. He then motioned to the pair a chairs against one of the walls. "You can have a seat, if you want." He expected the boy to pull a chair in front of the desk and waited for the blond to settle himself before speaking again.

"Now, what did you say your name was?" Herei asked, quite aware the student give a name. He was also quite aware he hadn't answered the boy's question yet, but if he was smart enough to be accepted into the school, he was clever enough to figure who Herei was, right? Of course. And, if he didn't, well, that would be a fun little game too. Herei offered another smile, folding his arms on his desk and leaning on them. What a pleasant break in monotony.

More nodded rather numbly, and followed Herei into the room. He glanced around, and, realizing that nobody else was around, looked back at Herei. His single eye observed the advisor silently like a detective trying to figure out of the suspect was lying. Of course, all of the observing was done whilest Herei had his back turned against the young man, and when he turned to face him and invite him to a seat, More immediately stopped staring and smiled back with another nod, this time more smooth than the first time.

"Thank you." He said, and proceeded to pull on of the chairs up and sat down, adjusting himself in an upright position. "My name is More Krovaski. And how should I address you...?"

And there was the hard issue of gender distinction again. The young man was pretty sure who the person was, but he was not about to be the first one to guess on a measure of caution. He thought maybe Herei was giving a test of manner, and More did not want to make a bad first impression with one of the most important staff in the school (maybe).

The question posed an invitation to Herei. If he was to tell the truth, then things would occur normally as More had planned. But if he was to play tricks...well, then More would just have to play along.

"It's a pleasure, More." Herei would have extended his hand for a shake, but, well, it was a little late for that, wasn't it? Instead, he just tipped his head as though he was listening intensely to something and smiled his most disarming grin. "'Sir' is fine," he replied pleasantly. A perfectly appropriate professor and advisor. "Unless you object?" he asked, as though he found the very idea amusing. It would, in fact, be very interested if More (what an interesting name) chose to argue the title.

Herei sat up straight and rocked back in his chair a little. Hmm. More Krovaski, why did he feel like he- Ah yes! The Headmaster's little...project? Hm. Not quite the word he'd use for it. He'd have to make his own observations on this little special case.

"Now. How can I help you?" he asked, much more chipper than the situation required. If More hadn't figured out he was the one and only Herei Fang, well, that was unfortunate. But even as a stranger (who did More imagine he was, then, hanging out in an advisor's office?), he could still help the blond. Surely he came here for a reason. "Or were you just stopping by for a visit?" While not nearly as exciting as some things the advisor could imagine, a cup of tea would wouldn't be that bad.

More blinked. At least one part of his suspision was confirmed, that Herei was, indeed, a man. There was a small sigh of relief, then More smiled eagerly. "Why yes, sir is a fine name, I have no objections to it."

Well, at least he was content, and of course he knew what he said might anger the advisor, but...at least he can pretend that he didn't know who Herei was?

The young man chuckled slightly at the thought, then turned to Herei with a rather serious and sincere expression. "Well, sir. Like I said before, I'm here to see Advisor Fang." He didn't deny Herei's identity, but he didn't make an effort to admit Herei as the advisor either. He supposed, if Herei decided to not mention his own name, then More should respect such decision. "The Headmaster urged me to pay a visit to both advisors, sir, and...yes, I suppose I am just paying a visit."

Herei nodded. At least this More was an agreeable fellow. (And if he was, in fact, not, he was at least a very good actor, and Herei could respect that as well.) "Yes, well, we have established that." He nodded sagely, as though what they were discussing was of great importance indeed. But then the young man added the last part. Herei's eyes lit up a little. Here on the Headmaster's recommendation? Well then, this young man must be special indeed. He just nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear as he thought.

"Would you like a cup of tea?" he asked, a little out of the blue. If this was just a visit, it was perfect time for a cup of tea. It would be rude not to offer one to More as well. (This was assuming more enjoyed tea. He could find something more suitable for the youth if tea wasn't his thing, of course.)

Hm, interesting. More was somewhat amused by the fact that Herei had brushed off his comments easily as if he didn't care at all. If Herei was really who More thought he was, then the femine man was much smarter than he'd have predicted. The young man now understood a little as to why the school was so prestigious. Every faculty was a genius in their own ways...

And Herei was a genius at what he did, advising, talk work.

"Tea would be nice." More nodded and smiled quietly, "do you need any help, sir?"