Epsilons speech in response to his concerned seemed... motivational?  Was that the right word? [color=0072bc]"Thanks... I think?  But I'm not sure the whole good thing really applies."[/color]  Irvine forced another smile, the interaction was not something he was familiar with nor was the act of being something that resembled happiness.  But to him smiling seemed a common interaction he had observed others doing so it was possibly something to try and get used to at least.  [color=0072bc]"So, when do you think we'll be able to head up to the academy?"[/color]

As Irvine asked it felt somewhat like the ground was off-settled, like someone was shaking it, not so much a quake just a disturbance.  That's when he turned to see the parade of animals and people singing as they headed onto the field.  [color=0072bc]Wait they're not all students right?"[/color]  Irvine asked openly as he looked to see someone riding atop the elephant.  He looked again, several different animals, men with rather exotic weapons along with some... not so finely dressed people.  [color=0072bc]"Hey Epsilon, is that guy what people would call a... 'Circus Ring Master'?"[/color]  Irvine paused for a moment.  [color=0072bc]"If that's a stupid question I've only really seen them from the outside, if at all."[/color]

Whoever he was his attitude was pretty rude, not exactly a great way to introduce himself to a potential audience.  Not only that but his entrance seemed to have angered some of the other students.  One of whom, a spell caster of sorts had made it their own personal objective to completely ruin the display.  The animals now looked like they'd been living on the streets for longer than he had, and the tatters wearing people now had nice clothes.  The nice clothes person was in tatters, this was all a bit much to witness happen at the same time but it was pretty impressive to watch.  Irvine turned towards where the spell seemed to originate clapping his hands, before turning back towards the person that now seemed worse for ware in appearance.  He didn't look to happy, if anything he looked angry.  Irvine gulped,[color=0072bc][i]'Guess that wasn't all just a show'[/i][/color] He reaches his hand for a leather pouch at his belt, retrieving the shadow hilt. The rather basic looking sword guard looked like it had been broken off of some ancient weapon. [color=0072bc]"Uhh, don't worry this looks useless but I swear it does stuff... sometimes."[/color]

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