<div class="floatleft">(http://i3.minus.com/jby4C6H7MqPrv1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Erik Vainamoinen<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Avalanche Faculty<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headmaster's Office<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Enya, Vasili<br/><br/>The moment they stopped outside his door, he opened it. "Ahh, I was expecting you. What seems to be the problem?" How, one might ask, was he expecting them? Well, Erik might be getting up there in age, but his ears were still pretty damn good. And let's face it, Ilari made plenty of noise!<br/><br/>The Headmaster was garbed in  his typical robes, leaning ever so slightly upon his staff, which rested easily on the ground. He briefly took in the scene, with an almost apologetic smile given to the mercenary, before his gaze settled on who was by far his strictest staff member. Still, he could not find fault with her. Everyone had their own complaints about each and every member of the faculty; but the fact was, they were doing damn good with what they had. Erik was not one to argue with results, and as long as the teachers continued to do well, he was content to leave them to it.<br/><br/>Of course, if they actually did something well and truly wrong, he'd say something. No, he'd<em>do</em>something. But his faculty had never crossed the line, and he was certain, they would never.