[center]1:45 A.M.[/center]
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[center][h2][color=gold]Gil[/color][/h2][/center]

Despite the rowdiness of some of the other applicants in the atrium Gil was able to get some good rest. He woke up on his own, like a natural instinct to be punctual, with fifteen minutes to spare. A number of potential classmates were already awake or at least in the process, but rather than loaf about and wait Gil decided to do something else. As if it were any other normal day he began his morning workout routine. Some gave him confused looks, some gave him dirty looks, and some even stared in admiration. Whether it was admiring his dedication or his fitness, Gil didn't care either way. This wasn't for anyone else. Everything he did until now was for himself and he didn't plan on changing that.

By the time they were prepared to be let out by the guards he had already finished warming up. An hour long walk was nothing to Gil. He had walked thousands of miles over the years. He was further annoyed by the complaints and general lack of enthusiasm by some of the other teenagers around, but once again he decided to keep it to himself. The brunette gunslinger kept his eye on several people during the trip but mostly kept to himself. There was no need to socialize with these people, odds are most of them weren't going to get in anyways. He didn't come here to make friends, he came here to learn about the Crimson Sky and to push beyond his limits. At the most he could consider the Academy and its people his allies, which is something he understood to be an advantage to have in this world. In his present state he surely couldn't take back all the territory that has been overtaken by Youkai, let alone defeat the monster behind it all: Tsukuyomi. Gil briefly wondered if anyone here had even heard about the Prince of Moonlight but quickly assumed that very few had.

Gil remained wary as the massive group of prospective students trekked under the dark clouds and red moonlight. Most Youkai wouldn't be nearly brave enough to attack [i]this[/i] big of a group of humans, regardless of whether or not they were armed, but Gil had the displeasure of handling Youkai far tougher than the norm in the past. It wasn't impossible for a particularly monstrous one to decide the horde of kids would make a good feast. While his right hand remained in his jeans' pocket he rested his left hand on his holstered Aerok, prepared to draw in an instant should he need to. Gil couldn't help but keep his eyes on some of the boys that almost fought the previous night. Part of him was curious to see if they actually would, part of him was curious to see if they were even capable fighters or not. He didn't plan on breaking up any fights if they came to blows anyways, that would be a job for the guards escorting them. It was just a good idea to pay attention to the others in general, as surely [i]some[/i] of them would end up working with him down the road. Gil just wasn't prepared to actually be friendly with them until he knew who would even make it into the Academy. There was no point in befriending losers or weaklings.

[center][h2][color=gray]Erisa[/color][/h2][/center]

The Flower Spirit slept rather soundly as well, but she was less punctual in waking up. It wasn't until the blaring alarm from James' phone did the young Youkai awaken. She had used her quiver as a pillow and it turned out quite comfortable but her rest had to be cut short for the early exam. Whatever the exam may be. She was a bit slow on the uptake, due to her plant-like nature and having no sunshine to energize with, but Erisa was up and functioning by the time the guards came to escort the crowd of teenagers to... wherever this exam was supposed to be. The silver-haired Youkai was quick to approach one of these guards. [color=gray]"Where are we going? We won't be taking the test here? Is it field work that we'll be tested on?"[/color] she began to pester the man, though he remained stoic and answered none of her questions. After waiting patiently for an awkward minute she decided to give up on that front and just move along like the rest of the kids.

The walking didn't bother her too much, it was her present physical state that made things more difficult. She wasn't tired in the same way a human would be, but instead it was more similar to how a cold-blooded animal would behave. She was slow, sluggish, and clearly lacked energy. Many would assume she didn't get enough sleep, which was a small part of it, but if she were to get her hands on some water or if she were to wait for the sun to come out (as rare as that is) she would be immediately brought to full function. As it stood she had neither water nor sunlight, but Erisa didn't feel comfortable asking the strangers for assistance. They might think she was weird for praying upon their supplies or something, Erisa still didn't have a good grasp of how humans would react to her actions. Instead she decided to keep her problems to herself and move with the crowd, though she did stealthily gravitate towards the middle of the crowd. Surely that was where "normal" humans would want to be and thus make her seem the least suspicious, right?