Vincento's first day at New Peaks went about as well as expected. Upperclassmen were mostly polite, with a couple hardasses or bullies among them, Underclassmen were about the same. So far it seemed like any normal school. But then he got to the challenge board and saw just how different it was. Having been tested for his combat aptitude the entire day, he was not so much looking to fight as he was simply intrigued by the fact so many students WANTED to fight so early in the year. He'd tested incredibly well, ranking in at C6 despite only being a first year. In fact, he saw that a couple people had put him down as a requested opponent. 

So distracted was Vincento by the fact his name was already being tossed around by students who were there on their second year or higher, that he didn't... or rather COULDN'T react in time to avoid being bumped into by another student. A girl around his age, by appearances... and most definitely of Asian ancestry. She apologized and bowed politely, another sign that told Vincento a bit about her. [B]"Nessun problema, bella. Oh, le mie scuse."[/B] he smiled and bowed slightly in a manner similar to how she had just bowed. [B]"I am still used to speaking mostly Italiano."[/B] Indeed, while he knew English, he was used to speaking almost entirely Italian.

[B]"So tell me, mia bella. Are you a first-year, too? Or are you an upperclassman? I actually just finished my placement testing. C-Six, if you can believe it."[/B] ... and then he realized just how rude he was being. [B]"Mi dispiace. I am Vincento Sarconni de Palermo. It's a bit of a mouthful to foreigners, so you can just call me Vincent."[/B] he extended his hand in greeting, but watched the girl's movements very carefully. If she happened to be one of the people who wanted to fight him, this would be an opportunity to strike pre-emptively. Should she engage in hostility, he would quickly counter with a joint-lock or throw. If not, then a handshake was just a handshake.