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Varnis stirred in his bed as he started to wake. Looking out the window he yawned. Sitting up he looked about the room. "That week went by fast..." He said to himself more than anyone else. Standing up he walked over to the shower and entered it. "Finally..." He sighed as he turned on the water and entered. Raiden watched Varnis as he moved about in the room, then flew over to Varnis' bed and lied down on it. Remembering out Raiden Varnis stepped out of the shower as water dripped off of his skin he grabbed Raiden. "Oh no you don't! It time you got cleaned as well!" He said to Raiden as Raiden struggled to get away as he re-entered the shower.

"'Don't worry about transportation,' I said. 'I can get to the school just fine on my own,' I said. Good lord, I had no idea Guren was such a huge city!" Truth be told, Amadeus actually wasn't struggling with his journey to House of Bricks. Compared to some of the conditioning he used to voluntarily put himself through, this was merely a short jaunt from his house to the school. The only part that might have been difficult was carrying the medium-weight pack he was hefting, complete with his staff tied down to it. He was simply mad at himself for declining the offer his parents had made about getting him a horse or something for travel. There were two reasons he had declined: 1) He didn't know how to ride a horse. 2) Even if he did, he firmly believed that horseback riding (especially when it's just a casual ride through a town) was a very unmanly activity. So he opted to walk.

Within a few minutes, he had arrived at the front of the school. The complaining stopped, and a smile spread across the young man's face. This was where his true life journey would begin, he was sure of it. He readjusted his pack and entered the establishment. He had recieved a letter from the school instructing him to report to the main office so that one of the school's chief instructors could give him further information and help him settle in. He'd been told that the office was through the main foyer and a little to the left... there! He made his way through the set of doors and was faced with the distasteful sight of... something. It looked intelligent, he just didn't know what it was. It looked like it worked here, though.

"Umm... hi. I'm a new student, and I was told to report to the main office to get myself oriented with the school's schedule, rules, and whatnot. Is one of the headmasters or headmistress available for me to speak with?"

Amadeus jumped a little when he realized that the headmaster was already there, watching him. "Yes... sir." He responded to Garreth's request. Getting into the habit of saying "sir" would take some practice, though Amadeus was pretty sure it was good etiquette to do so at a martial school such as House of Bricks. He followed Garreth into his office and carefully set down his pack so that the staff wouldn't be in anyone's way. He then took a seat, trying to both get comfortable and look attentive and respectful at the same time. He quickly gave up on the attempt at comfort (the chair was fine, anyway) and sat upright, awaiting further instructions from the headmaster before him.

Garreth gave a slight chuckle, though no sign of any kind of amusement graced his face. "Your name, young man? I'm expecting a few today so I'm not entirely sure of who you are at the moment." he said, flipping through paperwork. Julia's papers had already been set off the side of the desk. noticed the young man's weapon before he was even given a chance to answer. "Wait, wait, don't tell me... staff user... you must be Amadeus of the Fontaine family, correct?" he said, pulling out the application that had been sent in.

Amadeus nodded in reponse to Garreth's inquiry about his identity. "Correct sir. Amadeus Fontaine, that's me." He noticed that the headmaster was being perfectly serious right now, and so he was very careful to keep a similar attitude. No sense in rubbing one of the administrators the wrong way, especially when he'd only been on the school's premises for a matter of minutes. Besides, being serious was something Amadeus was something he needed to practice, especially now that he was going be spending several years at this school of martial arts.

When Julia walked over and examined his staff, Amadeus's first impulse was to grab for the staff possessively. Thankfully, he kept the urge down and instead watched warily as she felt the staff and remarked about its quality. While they were positive comments, Amadeus sensed an air of condescension, as if she had expected him to have a flamboyant-looking staff. "It's made of white oak," he said in response to her comment about the material, "and I did a fair amount of research and investigation into staff-making before I bought one. As you said, there are plenty of weapons tradesmen who will try to scam you, and if I wanted to make very sure that the staff I used for the next couple of years was a good one."

Simon unfolded his legs and fell backwards, rolling off the bed and into a standing position. He had slept a good two hours, much longer than he usually did, and felt refreshed: he had been sitting on the bed thinking for nearly three hours. Shrugging, he secreted a good nine inches of steel into a pair of holders on his lower back and walked out of the room, opening and closing the door silently. Moving down the hallway, he made his way out into the garden and stepped onto the grass, staring into the sky as the sun held its place there.

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Sitting up in his bed, Vel stood up and put on a bathrobe, finished what he needed to do, and got dressed for the day. Walking out into the hallways he moved to the cafeteria area - he was hungry and it was already nine in the morning. Holding out his hand he watched the shimmer that appeared in the air above it, incredibly thin. It had been hard to notice for a long time, but he could partly see it now. I still don't understand what it is. It's been tested, I do not have the aura of a mage. Shrugging, he slid into the main room; parting the doors quietly, and began to take food and eat.

Julia smiled at him and nodded. " oh of course Garreth...i never TRY to provoke anyone..." She said sheepishly and moving towards the wall again she signed it with a pen she carried herself the ink purple. Moving around the sunlight she set the papers by him and continued to lean on the wall. Deciding it was for the better she just watched the two get along to an extent and waited to see the boys response.