Red was quite dizzy during the cruise to the Academy. Not because of nausea, but from the vast amount of info he had absorbed from the other passengers. Random names, gossip, chit-chat and the like, along with their appearances, clothes and features. He tried to arange this collosal amount of useless info in one of the furhtest chambers in his mind, his "thrash can" rooms, so as to not mingle with the other information he has accumulated this far. That said, it was obvious that the ship's arrival to its destination was a huge relief for him. He wasn't in a hurry to disembark, knowing that by following the mass of students would only result in more unnescessary information and for him it would be a torture. 

He waited patiently for the crowd to get off the ship and move a bit for him to disembark. It would seem that he was not the only one who had this idea, since another girl was waiting for the mass to clear as well. Red took a glance of the girl and subconsiously compared her to any info he had on his archive.

[i]"Female, age ranges from 16 to 20, Asian-like features, most probably Korean or Chin....Damn, I did it again! Stop messing with other people's privacy, dimwit!"[/i] he thought, trying to fight his urge to find out about a person, which cost him a life without friends.

He waited for the girl to go down first, mainly because he somehow felt that this was his personal way of apologizing to her and then he set his own two feet on the shore. He was finally at the mysterious Academy 218, which he could not find anything about in his research, something that scared him. There were not many things that Red could not find out, so, when he couldn't, he couldn't help but be entraced...and scared of them, that being the main reason he accepted the invitation to the school. He cleared his suit off the dust of the cruise ship, because he thought that he should at least be stylish, to make up for this gruesome scar on his face, which he considered a curse. Being far enough from the crowd to not listen to anything except from a buzz, he headed for the Auditorium. It was chilly, so he regretted not taking the coat from his luggage, but he could not help it, since the staff would take care of it.

Upon arriving to the Auditorium, he once again suffered from more "thrash" information, since he was cooped up in a room along with every other new student. It was fortunate that at some point the Director of the Academy started his speech, introducing himself and familiarizing the students with the school regulations.

[i]"Important info...The Director's name, a shared room with another student, main point of the Academy is for students to hone their powers (which, frankly I don't have the slightest clue about), there is a detention room, no fighting outside the Arena (not that I care, I suck at fighting), but most importantly no illegal substances...Which means that I can't damn smoke, because I am underage! I am screwed!"[/i] Red thought, with the last thoughts causing him a shock.

After composing himself from the initial shock of the restriction of his favourite vice, Red, along with the group headed for the banquet. He was starving from the trip and his brain required more energy to function than normal, making matters worse. He quickly examined the whole room to find a place to make himself comfortable. All the tables had people, others more and others less, so, if he couldn't help sitting alone, he should at least find a table whose occupants he could speak with if there was a need to. His eyes stuck to a group of people who shared the same table. Classy in their clothing style, even if one of them had his suit torn and radiating a form of elegance, probably from a noble family or something similar.

[i]"Three people, two of them Latin-American, the third one half Latin-American, the other half, I cannot determine. Their features indicate some kind of bond, probably brothers, although not so sure about the third one. Classy clothes, custom made for their bodies, indicator of high income. Yep, this totally suits my tastes!"[/i] Red thought, not realizing his urge took over him again.

He slowly walked to the group of three, not creating a fuss for his felllow students and upon reaching them, he introduced himself and said:

"Greetings...My name is Red Winston, pleased to make your acquaintance. Would you mind if I shared a seat with you?"