"Hmm... It's probably that one," Gram remarked, pointing to the large building in the center, "I mean, it's the biggest building. It's also the building in the center, and if there's anything I've learned about big, centered buildings from movies, it's that they're usually the place to go." He then gestured to the students around them, "And see? They're all headin' that-a-way. Which means it isn't wrong... Unless I'm wrong and everyone else is wrong, but I have faith in the ability of a group of people, who probably haven't even been on campus once I may add, to be able to navigate it correctly!"
...Okay, maybe it wasn't that good of a sentiment. But hopefully some staff member would've at least pointed a few people to the designated location. Gram could only hope, but at least if he went down, he wouldn't be going down alone. For a brief second, the young man's eyes narrowed and his grin got a bit sharper. "So what brings you here to Beacon?" Gram asked cheerfully as the pair walked on.
"Geez, everyone's so slow," Atalanta yawned as she weaved through the groups. Wasn't there supposed to be some kind of introduction ceremony going on? Why the hell was everybody moving like snails, chatting then? Honestly, they could've just waited until they were actually at their objective location to talk. Then there would've been no need to clog up the channels as they were doing so now. Oh well, at they had the good graces to leave enough space for a short person with a suitcase like her to get through.
Finally the young lady managed to actually get into the academy building, which meant her traversal was much more streamlined. Goodie for her. Upon arrival at the room where the entrance ceremony was scheduled to start, Atalanta surveyed the room. It seemed like people were gathering with friends, which was a problem as she didn't bring any with her. Best for find somebody lonesome then.
Oh hey. There's the pink girl who was getting laughed at earlier all alone.
'Time to make a new friend I guess,' she shrugged, before approaching Priscilla. "Yo," she waved, "mind if I sit here?"
Xiro Zean,
Sloth
