Vale was so vastly different from Vacuo in so many ways, from its towering structures to the dense green foliage, and the crowds of people on every street. Being in such a busy place was a new experience for Soren, yet it was one he took in stride. The noise might take some getting used to, as would just being in such dense crowds, yet he'd adapt soon enough. Already he had made a friend too since coming here, albeit friend may not be the correct word for it. Acquaintance? Maybe not that either, in fact he still wasn't entirely certain why this girl was following him really. She had offered him directions upon his arrival, and then as if thinking he was helpless, began showing him everywhere. Soren might have said something if he cared enough to, willing more so than not to just have a guide for the time being.

"And here we are, Beacon Academy! This is where we will be spending the next four years of our lives," Ulyssa explained, smiling proudly as she placed one hand on her hip, gesturing up at the towering buildings before them, "Some of Remnant's most prolific Huntsmen, like my parents, came here to train. We'll come out of this with the skills necessary to defeat the Grimm, and make the world a safer place for it!" And she absolutely would, it was what her parents expected of her and she intended to meet said expectations. Her happiness at being essentially their doll to order about may be a fallacy, yet the smile on her face now seemed the genuine article. Beginning to walk along again, she glanced back as if to make certain Soren was in tow, folding her hands at the small of her back, "You're excited too, aren't you? I mean you came all the way here to Vale, it has to be exciting for you."

"Yeah... I guess I'm excited," Soren replied indifferently, rubbing at his head as he glanced around, "I don't feel a whole lot right now to be honest, still sort of taking it all in." His senses were pretty well overloaded with all these sensations, the sights and sounds that came with being in a totally new culture. He hoped he didn't stand out too terribly much here; wearing a plain black yukata top with grey flames along the sleeves, a red sash holding it at his waist, coupled with black samurai styled pants and sandals, he was hardly as preened as many other hopefuls here. When combined with his appearance, half-lidded eyes and a slouched posture, he seemed more like some street urchin who had wandered their way into the upper echelon of society. And in reality that wasn't too far from the truth. 

Ulyssa sighed at her companion's comment, shaking her head before frowning in displeasure at his attitude. "You could at least pretend to be. With your getup and the way you're walking, you seem like you're waiting for a funeral or something. Pep up a little, it won't kill you!" Appearances meant a lot, especially for first impressions. In hopes of making herself well known, she had dressed as nicely as she possibly could for the orientation. While she didn't have untold sums of money, she had managed to scrap together enough to buy a new long-sleeved blouse, a fashionable dark blue jacket, a new skirt of the same shade with a baby blue hem, and a pair of tall boots. She'd certainly make an impression in more way than one, if the looks from some of the males wasn't telling enough. That wasn't the sort of attention she was after though, and plenty of angry glances were shot in their direction, sending the horndogs away with their tail between their legs. "What do you think of initiation? Are you excited for that at least?" she asked, expecting a prompt answer from Soren. When she got nothing from him she stopped and glanced back, her eyes widening in shock seeing no one behind her. "That slippery jerk!"

Soren really just wanted to get to the Initiation already and get that over with. This would be where they met their team, and hopefully he'd get partnered with someone not so chatty. Maybe Ulyssa was just trying to be social, but he didn't quite have a desire to talk with someone right now, more focusing on getting where he had to be and preparing for Initiation itself. It wasn't terribly difficult to guess where to go, just follow the swarms of students and you'd find your way there. "Jeez... This is going to be such a mess though..." he lamented, hanging his head slightly as he moved along, "So many people... And I probably have to fight some Grimm, what a pain..."