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After directing another female student, the headmaster turned towards Luke,

[color=0072bc]"Greetings to you, as well, master Thames. It is a pleasure to have you here. Word of your control over our shared element of Water has already reached my ears. I look forward to seeing how far your potential can go." [/color]

A curious eyebrow lifted, there were word of his control? Luke sincerely thinks that his control is average at best, so he found that a bit off. Luke shook it of as hyperbole at best. He returned the handshake between him and the headmaster tightly. Although for some odd reason he could feel that something was off, his energy seemed to drain for some reason. He didn't know why, and before he could discern the reason the headmaster released the handshake quickly.

[color=0072bc]"With patience, and practice, you will learn how to control your gift in ways you might not have realized. For now, I am already impressed. That will come for later, though. For now, please have a seat on the stairs behind me with miss Eria."[/color]

[color=#2EFE9A]"I hope that I would be worth being under your tutelage headmaster."[/color] Luke said, a swift, small bow taking place after he said those words.

Students then began introducing themselves, Luke mentally noted two students in his mind. The Electric Elementalist and Aetheric Elementalist. During their introductions Luke kept an open ear, silently listening and being impressed about the rarity of their powers. Taking a special note not to get close to the Electric magician with his gadgets. Luke could somewhat sympathize with Aeheric magician, but Luke didn't really strive to improve for his family, rather, for his Uncle.

Then his turn came, he looked up, somewhat abash and surprised. [color=#2EFE9A]"... I'm Luke Thames."[/color] he said shortly, relaxing his posture whilst sitting on the staircase. A bitter expression washed his smiling self, [color=#2EFE9A]"I'd rather not say where I'm from, nor the reason I'm here."[/color] he continued, unexpectedly cold and foreboding,
[color=#2EFE9A]"It's nice to meet you all."[/color]