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After such a warm welcome, it wasn't surprising to see that every step Henri gave was carefully planned. He didn't knew anything about that place, but after that first meeting, one thing became incredibly clear to him: nobody there was his 'ally'. The staff could not be trusted, not even the guards, and he knew nothing about the other students, saving a few faces like Leith and Lyn.

Without saying even a word, the walk to the office together with Gray to get him registered as a student was done silently with a tense atmosphere. Every step Gray gave, Henri carefully watched, paying attention on him and his surroundings. He didn't trust that man. After all he had seen and heard, he was only a puppet of that creature...

After finishing signing a few papers, Henri was free to roam around and do whatever he wanted. He didn't knew that much about the school, as he had just arrived there. Nobody said anything to him, guided him thorough the college or even said where he was going to stay, instead, they only threatened him and then thrown him at his own luck...

[color=ed1c24]"Just like home eh..."[/color] He muttered to himself, with a bitter expression.
[color=ed1c24]"I guess that nothing really changed."[/color] he said, shrugging and continuing walking back the way he came, back to the courtyard.

As he calmly walked, he remembered Lyn's words. She had said to meet her in three hours on the library... But there was only one problem with that. He didn't know where the library was...

As he arrived on the courtyard again, he walked towards the location where the gargoyles were. The big stone statues stood imposingly with distant expressions. Each one of them had a different expression, every single one different from the other. Lyn did say something about asking the gargoyles, and the runes carved on each one of them were clear indications on how they worked, but Henri had his own thoughts flooding his mind on that moment.

Lyn was one of the few that he trusted on the school. While he was grateful for her help a while before and knew she was a kind girl, he wasn't that happy that she had chosen the library for their meetings. While it was true that Henri enjoyed reading sometimes, he wasn't really in the mood to do so right now...

Before he could continue thinking about the situation, a comfortable, cold breeze interrupted him, making him turn towards the direction where the wind was coming from. Looking to the blue sky above him, Henri closed his eyes, feeling the breeze caressing his face and hair.
He remembered feeling the same thing before, many, many times on many cities he visited with his troupe. It didn't matter how rich or how poor the cities were, violent or peaceful, there was one thing that never changed...

[color=ed1c24][i]"The thieves' highway..."[/i][/color] He thought to himself with a smirk, repeating a slang that was commonly used on big cities to refer to the rooftops.

Compared to the closed, tomb like space that should be the library, the thought of staying outside enjoying the breeze, resting on the branch of a tree was almost far too good to ignore. But he owed Lyn one. She helped him back there against that orc woman, even in the situation he already was, hungry and thirsty... She deserved at least for him to listen to what she had to say. Even though he already had an idea of what she would possibly want to talk and didn't like it even one bit...

Walking towards one of the gargoyles, he looked at its expression. This one had a impish smirk on its face... An expression Henri was too familiar with. It was an ironic coincidence, but he was looking at the gargoyle's expression right now.

[color=ed1c24]"Such an ironically familiar expression..."[/color] Henri said with his hand already above the carved rune, activating the statue.

[color=ed1c24]"To the library, my impish friend."[/color] He said with a chuckle, waiting to the statue's activation.

He could only hope Lyn wouldn't take that long to meet him. Sure... he could wait for her reading a book maybe... But he would rather relax and enjoy the breeze outside.

[@Fallenreaper]