A raised eyebrow, a slight tilt of the head, and a noncommittal shrug. Three simple gestures that promised nothing from the student giving them. Veili hadn’t bothered himself with the opening ceremony the past two years, and unless something truly spectacular decided to happen he didn’t see himself attending this year’s. Unfortunately for her, Elizabeth’s threatening tone didn’t fall under such a category. Shaking his head at her ‘antics’, he watched her round the corner before finally sighing. The year was proving to be interesting at the least, and with that in mind, he too left the empty hallway behind.

Chuckling when he saw the parted students only just refilling the gap that Elizabeth had no doubt left in her wake, Veili walked forward and the student body once again pushed aside for him. It helped him for a while before he reached a point where his and her paths differed. At that point, his hands slipped into his pockets, his posture slouched a bit, and his gaze sharpened. He wouldn’t have been out of place in the seediest parts of any city, amongst others with the same presence. Wisely, students shuffled away from him, pressing closer to one another, in an effort to let him quickly pass by.

Eventually the crowd of students spread out into smaller groups walking the Academy’s paved paths, and intimidation was no longer necessary to have ample room for himself. Stifling a yawn, the deep breath he drew afterwards carried the smell of a fresh breakfast. The Academy’s dining hall was quite busy and Veili clicked his tongue in annoyance. The line would probably be long, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it.