Enver had learned a number of phrases in preparation for his stay at this institution. He was hardly fluent, but he figured it was enough to make some basic communication with all the Japanese folk he would have to deal with. Only, he it was somewhat unnecessary, since it seemed like half the people here weren't even Japanese. He supposed he ought to have seen this coming, given they invited him to this place, that not everybody here would be natives. But then, it seemed like there were an awful lot of non-Japanese around. Was this Four Winds place the only place for magical people? Or did they scout out whoever they wanted based on some criteria? Enver couldn't even guess.

The weirdest thing, however, was the fact that there was nothing of note to greet them upon their arrival. Enver had preformed at 2-bit joints back home that had better receptions than this place. Not to mention this was supposed to be some kind of magical academy of whimsy and wonder. Where was the pizzazz? The spectacle? Enver hoped they had something up their sleeves, because Enver sure did. He felt like his stage magic was a little defunct after discovering that real magic was in fact possible, but he kept his tools on hand nonetheless. Heck, maybe he could liven up his routine with whatever he learned here....if they actually planned on showing them anything.

But while there wasn't much of a show coming from the academy, there was a show developing in the audience. Enver happened to see some guy take a lunge at another. Hand launching for the throat and everything. Not one to leap into a situation with little knowledge, Enver opted to sit back and watch. He had no idea if it was provoked, and if it was, he didn't rightly care. He was more interested to find out if, given what this place was all about, he might see some serious magic come out during this little fight. Whatever was going to happen, it might provide a few moments of decent entertainment.