As the dawn broke this morning, Momotaro could hardly wait to get going for the capital; the night before he slept but a little, and as a farmer's boy, he was up before dawn to carry out his daily chores, for the last time, in fact! His excitement reached the highest peak once he caught sight of those flying ships; having grown up in the countryside, airships never were a common occurrence, and so his brain was being overloaded from every possible angle. The students upon these airships came from every corner of Valenia! There were alchemists, archers, mages, even some country-folk, like him! 

Then he promptly fell asleep for the remainder of the ride.

Now, fresh and ready after an excellent nap and armed with his luggage in hand, Momotaro steps foot onto the sacred grounds of The Peak, home to the honorable and illustrious Erstwhile Academy. To put it simply? [I]Not bad.[/I] In fact, so "not bad" that Momotaro loses control of his vocal cords for a second, making a vague "oooooh" sound as he advances onward, eyes frantically taking in the scenery. This, he realizes, is [I]way[/I] better than Tamako, peach trees and all (sorry, mom and pop!). And he gets to live here! Talk about [I]lucky.[/I] 

[color=FFA796]"What a place..."[/color] Momotaro murmurs, thick country-boy accent slipping through his words before he catches himself. [color=FFA796][I]Nobody heard that.[/I][/color] That's right; as excited as he may be, he still has a reputation to uphold, a script to follow. (Or maybe, just maybe, he's simply worried about being teased about his accent. Shhh. Don't tell.) 

Still, just 'cause he's gotta be careful with his words doesn't mean he can't make friends! Quickly, Momotaro scans the area, and settles on a sorta-shady-looking dude with a sleeve of ink and a vague tobacco smell. Then he reconsiders. And then he thinks, [color=FFA796][I]eh, what the heck, nobody earned anything without taking a chance anyway,[/I][/color] a statement that is definitely not true, but cheers him up nonetheless. Catching up to the guy, but not full-on approaching him, Momotaro shoves his hands in his hoodie and makes his move.

[color=FFA796]"Impressive, huh?"[/color] he comments, in a voice loud enough for the five people closest to him to hear, but not quiet enough that it seems like he's talking to just one. A perfect delivery, if he does say so himself.