Cupido lands from the sky with a whoosh of his wings. The speed of which he lands almost makes it seem as if he had simply been standing there the whole time. He walks, his wings folding neatly behind him as he grips his red leather briefcase in one hand and sips his favorite beverage from the other. He stands back as the headmistress greets the students to the school, his pink eyes flicking from student to student. As the nurse introduces herself he takes the last swallow of his beverage and tosses his cup to a trash can. The distance seems to far to work, but with the help of a small gust of wind the cup makes it easily. 

His focus goes to the sky when spirits dance and he can't help but chuckle. Spirits presenting dorm assignments....how quaint. He watches as one student leaps into the air and tilts his head. [i]that one...that one may be trouble[/i] A small smirk graces his face. He could handle that one easily...since obviously that one's problem was boredom. The question was if that one is in one of his classes though.

His focus shifts back to the other students who are skittering about like ants. Some searching for their dorms other doing whatever. He simply starts walking toward his office to drop off one of his favored bows. Of course, his office has multiple weapons he works with, but his bow is by far his favorite. His walk is more of a strut, a strut of a confident individual who knows they are somebody.