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[b]Aliquam: Academy of the Arts[/b]
"...Wow..."

Well, as much as Dylan had hyped up the Academy, it certainly didn't dissapoint. It rose high into the air, dwarfing them to the extent that it made them feel pretty insignificant. Syed had his mouth open pretty much the whole time, only really stopping to introduce himself to Dalia. It was an odd, humbling feeling really. Even with his significant history in education, he had never come across anywhere as grand as this. Heard of, sure. But not seen.

He started bouncing on the balls of his feet in excitement. The vibe in the air from the students was absolutely intoxicating, to the point where it didn't even matter that he had no real interest in the arts. He wanted to find out more about pretty much everything - in particular about the school itself, although that could always wait. "This is increadible," he exclaimed, fidgeting so much he didn't really know what to do with himself. Dylan and his sister sure were lucky to have ever attended a place like this. "There's so much talent here... and you do this every year? I don't even know where to start!"

Which was quite the contrast to Moira, who folded her arms as she looked up. The place was certainly huge and pretty much screamed of wealth. Which was pretty much exactly why it made her feel uncomfortable, more than anything. Still, she was never really expecting to fit in here, so it was no suprise.

"Uh..." she glanced to the others with a shrug. She was never one for the arts either - sure, she could appreciate skill, but she could never really understand the meanings behind any of it. There... was a lot of it though. It was overwhelming. "Fuck it, I dunno," she ignored Syed's hushed protest at her language, "Sculptures are alright? Anyone fancy that?"