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Narx was incredibly frustrated so far by those he had come across. An annoying, arrogant dude that seemed like the classic villain, and several other people who were all too absorbed in their own selves to answer a simple question. The only bit of information he was able to wittle from them was that they were all to sleep in the dorms for some reason. This was bizarre, and if the rest of the people at this school were like those he had met he knew he wasn't going to have a good time. Maybe this was a good thing. He could focus on his training that way. Though he wasn't sure that this place was even ideal for that. Narx walked down the hall and stopped at the sign that indicated this was the gymnasium. He tapped his foot as he stood there thinking about what had occurred just moments ago. Maybe he should turn around and leave this academy altogether. He took a deep breath. "Just get through the first week. If you don't like the teachers then you can leave. Deal?" He shook his head as if agreeing to his own deal.
Narx pushed the gymnasium doors open and walked inside casually. It was larger than expected. A stage was placed in a good spot. The wood floors were sturdy. This academy had a good architect that was for sure. He was taking it all in when he spotted a group of students making a fuss. They seemed to excited about something, except one was fully armored, which was odd in a school he thought. Narx walked past them towards the stage. He slid his knuckles against the wall as we walked over. He was planning on ignoring them and everyone else for his duration at this god forsaken academy, but he stopped dead cold in his tracks. A faint glimpse of a memory flashed through his mind. a chill ran up his spine causing him to involuntarily shake. He cooled himself quickly though. Maybe one of them sparked something of his forgotten memories. He wasn't sure whether he should confront it or run away, but he was fairly mad right now from the people he met outside so he focused on that and calmed himself. He had to do it.
Narx turned around and approached the students. Their were several large swords sticking out of the floor. Narx raised his eyebrow and then looked directly at the armored person. He figured they probably were responsible for the damage. "You know those swords match the floor nicely. Though I doubt the teachers will agree."
Narx was incredibly frustrated so far by those he had come across. An annoying, arrogant dude that seemed like the classic villain, and several other people who were all too absorbed in their own selves to answer a simple question. The only bit of information he was able to wittle from them was that they were all to sleep in the dorms for some reason. This was bizarre, and if the rest of the people at this school were like those he had met he knew he wasn't going to have a good time. Maybe this was a good thing. He could focus on his training that way. Though he wasn't sure that this place was even ideal for that. Narx walked down the hall and stopped at the sign that indicated this was the gymnasium. He tapped his foot as he stood there thinking about what had occurred just moments ago. Maybe he should turn around and leave this academy altogether. He took a deep breath. "Just get through the first week. If you don't like the teachers then you can leave. Deal?" He shook his head as if agreeing to his own deal.
Narx pushed the gymnasium doors open and walked inside casually. It was larger than expected. A stage was placed in a good spot. The wood floors were sturdy. This academy had a good architect that was for sure. He was taking it all in when he spotted a group of students making a fuss. They seemed to excited about something, except one was fully armored, which was odd in a school he thought. Narx walked past them towards the stage. He slid his knuckles against the wall as we walked over. He was planning on ignoring them and everyone else for his duration at this god forsaken academy, but he stopped dead cold in his tracks. A faint glimpse of a memory flashed through his mind. a chill ran up his spine causing him to involuntarily shake. He cooled himself quickly though. Maybe one of them sparked something of his forgotten memories. He wasn't sure whether he should confront it or run away, but he was fairly mad right now from the people he met outside so he focused on that and calmed himself. He had to do it.
Narx turned around and approached the students. Their were several large swords sticking out of the floor. Narx raised his eyebrow and then looked directly at the armored person. He figured they probably were responsible for the damage. "You know those swords match the floor nicely. Though I doubt the teachers will agree."
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