[h1][color=9e0039][b][center]Sol[/center][/b][/color][/h1][color=9e0039][center][sub]Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: N/A[/sub][/center][/color][hr][hr]For any avid cloud-watching hobbyists who had their heads held up high up to the open skies across the country they would be treated to the sight of a flaming streak, something not unlike a shooting star, that flew at subsonic speeds deadset towards somewhere. Meanwhile several hundred feet up in the air a teenager was on the phone whilst heading towards his first day of school, [color=9e0039]"Yep sorry Dad I completely forgot about these timezones you talked about but I'll still be able to make it on time if I push it."[/color] Incomprehensible chatter came from the phone and somehow he was able to make it out over the roaring winds that blew against him, a credit to his superhuman senses given his current speed being well above that of anything flown commercially, [color=9e0039]"Don't worry I won't be late for my first day at the Academy... and I'll be looking forward to seeing you as a teacher too Dad. Well gotta go now, I won't be able to hear you after Mach 1. See you soon!"[/color] After hanging up the phone and slipping it back into his pocket the white-haired teen braced himself for a moment before shooting off, more than double the speed he was travelling at before, the clap of a sonic boom made clear throughout the land. 

Eventually a man-sized fireball would found its way to the gates of the Academy in a flamboyant collision with terra firma, fortunately all it, or rather he, left was a notable scorch mark on the pavement and some scant open flames quickly snuffing out, in its wake was a large smoke cloud. Sol Quill, the sentient Infinity Gem would promptly step out of the smoke, dusting himself off after his landing strategy left him covered in ash. He glances around his surroundings, taking an eyeful of the campus and being somewhat impressed by his first educational institute that he had ever attended or will attend. Speaking of first impressions he was quite pleased with his job in scoring points with who he assumed to be his future classmates, there was a mixed variety of individuals that had showed up along with himself and with them would come an even more diverse collections of powers but he wasn't too concerned about that, I mean what could? To end off with a high note Sol gives out light handshakes with a cheerful expression on his face to everyone he could find in sight, it couldn't hurt to add onto his already impressive introduction.