Tumaini shuffled into a seat somewhere in the middle, but on the edge since when he tried to sit earlier, someone shoved past, and then someone else, and then someone else. His quiet 'excuse me' never got heard so he ended up only stealing a seat at the end. Which was fine really. He didn't think he wanted in the middle of the loud, chatty bunch that made up his row. As the ceremony started and the room quieted--though it never fell silent--he found himself zoning out. There was no way he would make friends at this place was there? He was an unsavory sort of character. Yep, he should never have accepted. Hanging his head to stare at the shining wood floors, he accepted that truth.

After the assistant principle of the school, a rather short and frail looking man, came to the front and shushed the students in a voice that didn't seem to belong to him, Tarja shifted her attention. Not that she hadn't heard this speech before, but it was ten times more interesting than the people around her. A white haired girl sat on her left, looking a little tense in her seat. Definitely not worth talking to. No far away, some new and ridiculous girl kept up a constant chatter. Tarja couldn't hear her words, but it was more than enough to turn up her nose. Tarja has no time for such people.

As the principle took the stage, she steeled herself for another extra long, scripted speech from a woman whose ferocious appearance was only surpassed by her beauty. The tall woman who lead their school wore a purple sleeveless dress that hugged her curves and flowed loose around her legs. A sheer black shawl left the twisting black snake tattoos revealed to their eyes as well as the spiders creeping up her legs. The only thing that made her look professional was the careful bun her copper hair twisted up in.

"I would like to welcome back all returning students as well as the new recruits to our hallowed ranks. I hope we will have a productive and well manner year here and that all will learn their course in life. Here at Stratous Magus, nothing is more important than our students goals. Be prepared to reach them because here, not even the sky is the limit," the principle began.

She continued to speak, going over the expectations of the year as well as the rules, most of which were obvious. No using your powers to harm other students. No using them to break the curfew and go to town after the last tram ran. The curfew of course, was rather lenient as far as those went. Most students had no issue managing being in their room by midnight. They library was open until curfew. All books should be respected as well as the other common grounds. If a mandatory meeting was called, it was mandatory, no exceptions. Meals were served at the posted hours and if you missed them, food must be bought in the small store separated from the mess hall.

Once the list was completed, the principle stepped aside to let the teachers introduce themselves and that was it. Thirty minutes after it started, the students were released to move into their assigned dorms.