[b][u]:: Saila Eman-Tsal ::[/u][/b]

The first day at the Academy was fairly uneventful, all things considered. Saila, like most of the other students, had arrived by boat the other day at around three in the afternoon. Most of the trip had been spent reading alone, and interactions with the other students had been kept at a minimum for the most part. While the ship wasn't extraordinarily huge, it was still rather large, and it had been fairly easy to find a relatively quiet spot to occupy. The other occupants appeared to be mostly clustered on the front outer decks, likely in order to get fresh air and a better view of the horizon. They were greeted by the staff upon arrival, followed by a quick introductory speech by the establishment's headmaster. The rules appeared to be quite straightforward overall (no drinking, smoking or stealing), but didn't really seem to personally apply, generally speaking. The only one which was relevant was the mention of a strict curfew, which was mildly annoying, to say the least. Spending eight hours or more silently confined to a single room every day wasn't exactly anyone's idea of fun. Perhaps there was a way to get some sort of special exemption for people with certain powers? If not, worse come to worse, the time could always be spent reading or performing other silent activities. Saila didn't really tend to need much light to be able to see clearly, so as long as there was a window, it should be fine.

The speech was followed by a ceremonial welcoming feast which, much like the enforced curfew, didn't seem particularly appealing. Saila had already eaten in the past few days, and didn't really feel any need to do so again anytime soon. Not to mention that, either as a result of mental or physiological powers, eating and other usually enjoyable activities consistently failed to provide any pleasure. Sure, Saila could identify the chemical composition of food through taste just like any other humans, perhaps even better, but it never provided any positive or negative connotation. It just was. Instead, Saila elected to go walk around and explore the Academy. Socializing with other students could wait, and it was always good to familiarize oneself with the local school environment. The young adult didn't really stray too far beyond the outer walls into jungle beyond, leaving that activity for a later time, wandering the halls of the various buildings instead. Most of the time was spent going through the school's library, picking up a few books to read during the night. A few on the various local jungle plants seemed appropriate, given the island's environment. Finally, it was time to head for the administration building and discover who the dorm room would be shared with. Saila was probably one of the first ones to arrive, while the others were still eating. 

Apparently, no roommates for tonight. According to the staff, this was most likely a temporary condition, and another student would probably be assigned shortly. No matter, at least there would be freedom to read with the lights on this time. Before long, the other students began to pour in, and everyone began to get settled for the night. Saila's baggage, which was essentially reduced to a single solitary bag, was already waiting on the bed. Unpacking didn't take particularly long, experience providing speed and efficiency. This wasn't the first time the young meta-human had to relocate to a new residence, and it would certainly not be the last. All clothing was rolled up compactly to make maximum use of the limited storage space. Once done, Saila settled on the bed and began scanning through one of the books borrowed from the library.

The next day went on quite quickly, almost like a blur. Again skipping the cafeteria for breakfast, Saila instead went for a quick jog before heading to class. Classes seemed fairly ordinary, which was a bit disappointing, but overall the content wasn't [I]too[/I] unappealing. The teachers here appeared much more interesting than those hired at the cruddy public schools the foster system would send the kids to, and actually seemed to care about the subject they were discussing, which was a pleasant surprise in and of itself. Before long, it was time for the power training. Saila wasn't exactly sure how they intended to train a "not getting tired" power, but was sure they would come up with something. Or maybe they would focus on the whole "can give telepaths a massive headache" thing. Either way, the mutant was eager to see what they would come up with. Several of the other students already appeared to be there upon arrival, scattered throughout the room in small groups waiting for it to begin. Saila simply settled for sitting aside from everyone else, near the corner closest to the entrance to the room. More and more students began to pour in, before things finally settled down and the instructors arrived. They gave a brief speech and explained the safety precautions and armoured suits, before letting the class go to get changed. Saila quickly put on what appeared to be a fairly standard dark grey protective suit, before heading back to the room and settling into another isolated spot.