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"Wow, they really let that guy in?" 

"Must be because of Reine?"

"Even still, how did they manage to convince the headmaster to take in a common thug like that." 

"Not even born in Mistral, though he'd fit right in with the gangs like all the othe-" 

"Ssssh, he's looking this way." 

Silme walks into the quad area with an irritable expression, bag slung over his shoulder as glares towards the gossiping upperclassmen that he'd heard talking about him. He had expected it from kids in his class, doing his best to not let his annoyance at their muttering whispers show on his face. It had been like this the whole way up(so much so he'd taken to jogging up the whole thing in order to get away from the chatter), though luckily there was another celebrity to take the attention off him in the class. Some rich heiress or something whose biggest accomplishment as far as he was aware of was getting kidnapped as a kid. Reine had talked about it when mentioning a colleague of theirs, but he wasn't that interested in an aspiring damsel in distress.

[i][color=Silver]She'll probably flunk out and go back to sucking on her silver spoon before the year is out.[/color][/i] Silme sapres a quick glance in the rich girl's direction but doesn't really pay her much mind as he goes back to grumbling under his breath, standing tall even under the weight of more than a few suspicious stares. [i][color=Silver]As long as I don't have to deal with her. The last thing I need to tell Reine is I flunked out of this school because some princess couldn't carry her weight.[/color][/i]

Taking a moment to look behind him, Silme noted a familiar face amongst the crowd, leaping about without a care as if he was getting high off the air. 

[color=Silver]"Well, didn't expect to see you here gear-head."[/color]The young faunus just gives a nod of his head, his face and voice remaining neutral even if the distraction of a faint acquaintance helped to take his mind(and temper) off of the rumor mill forming around him. [color=Silver]"Hope your gear manages to hold up better for the test than it does when I use it." [/color]

[@TGM][@Eisenhorn]