It seems that luck would be on Red's side today, since most of the teachers and staff of the Academy were busy with greeting the first years. Thus he was able to find a good hideout to go on with his not-so-healthy hobby.

He got his small pouch of Van Nelle hand rolling tobacco out, along with rolling papers and slim filters. He was a loyal supporter of both rolling tobacco and Van Nelle, a Dutch brand. After swiftly rolling his cigarette, he quickly lit it with a Zippo lighter of his own and took down a good sip of smoke which went down to his lungs. The word satisfaction was almost visible on his face. Always alarmed for a passing by staff member, he enjoyed the cigarette he craved for hours, also examining his surroundings as he did so. He noticed that the Cafeteria was connected to two buildings, although he didn't have the slightest idea that these were the dormitories. The buildings in the West Wing which he recognized were the gym, the hospital, the shop, the library and a second cafe. He couldn't identify the detention room, the Garden and the tower.

[i]"Talk about resources...So many facilities and the buildings look brand new. Whoever is running this place must be getting really good funds. And why shouldn't he? It's a superpower collection center here. It wouldn't be impossible that students of the Academy could get jobs at governments as agents."[/i] Red thought.

He decided to make a recap of all the important information he had about the island. He took down a last sip of his cigarette, put it out with his shoe and closed his eyes, motionless. That's how he entered his memory hall, from which he entered his different memory chambers. Scanning through the chambers, he found all the info concerning the Academy.

[i]"The Academy is surrounded by a wall, probably to protect it's occupants from the wildlife. It is an enormous facility and I am currently certain that it accomodates a gym, a library, a hospital, a shop, an auditorium, an arena, a detention center (from the principal's speech), a reception office, the docks and two cafeterias. It is safe to say that dormitories for the students and staff, classrooms and a place to train one's powers also exist. The Academy's invitation is not limited to age, gender, nationality or personal background, thus one could possibly meet the son of a king to a crook, as long as he had powers, thus the main factor for an invitation being to possess one. The principal's name is Darell Dellamorte, but I don't expect to find any info by Googling him. Conclusion: Estimated percentage knowledge about the academy - hardly 1%. Further information is vital." [/i]

After finishing his analysis, Red exited his brain Hall, after storing all the information he currently had to one of the rooms he could quickly access so as to limit the time he needed to access them again in the future.

Not seeing any point in staying alone outside, he decided to go to the cafeteria again. He wasn't gone for that long so the banquet was most probably not finished. Back in the cafeteria, he noticed that Poppy was now at the end of the table the others were, alone.

[i]"Small line across her cheek, the eye being the source, most possibly from a tear. The probability is even higher from the fact that she secluded herself from the others..."[/i]

He changed his initial plan to go back to his seat and instead took the handkerchief he had in his suit's chest pocket and politely offered it to Poppy.

"My father always told me that a lady should never cry...So i think you might need this, Miss. And please excuse me for not replying to your earlier gesture. My name is Red."