His path into the sanctuary that was the empty opening of Shade Academy was clear. All he had to do was get inside, then skirt the crowd for whatever came next. Lifting his foot to resume walking, he was stopped by a voice behind him.
	[color=6ecff6]"You're a complete and utter [i]moron[/i], y'know that?"[/color]
	Face now set like flint, the boy scoffed, "[color=007236]I didn't ask for your opinion.[/color]"
	And with that, he sank into the darkness beyond, for a moment, only the bright green streak in his hair giving away his location.

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	It was around that time that it was obvious most of the crowd had thinned out. The sky was now no longer busy with airships. The open area of flattened, trampled sand skirted with rocks that functioned like a courtyard was empty now. The majority of the student body seemed to have retreated inside Shade, with the majority of students clustered just beyond the entrance, where a large, flat piece of stone seemed to be functioning like a stage, complete with an auditory stone shell around it.