Alexander hadn't wasted much time in his room on arrival at the university, dumping off a duffel bag of clothes that he had managed to gather up before heading off for whatever passed for an orientation day at this place. He couldn't really say much of what he expected, this was not at the top of his experience list, to put it simply. It didn't take him terribly long to reach the main building, the various flyers and stands pointing out, clearly, where he needed to go for the new student initiation. He wasn't first nor last, which was just the perfect place for him to wait and be. He planted his hands into his pockets as he walked down towards an open seat, chuckling at the near fight between some royally pissed sounding chick and some poor sod, making an off comment as he walked on. "Day 1, a fight nearly breaks out for no obvious reason. I might like this place after all."

Taking his seat, he pulled a pair of thin, wire frame glasses out and pulled them on. They weren't strictly necessary, he could live and function without them fine, but they sharpened his vision back to perfect 20 20 rather than the slight near sightedness that he dealt with on a daily basis. But he liked them, so he wore them. That, and he could never afford to have to replace them, so they had stayed by his side for far longer than any other part of his personal affects. Kicking the side thoughts to the curb as the speech giving began from a youngish woman who mentioned special invitees to remain behind. Great, not even a day in and he was already getting pulled aside for additional instruction. He was certain this didn't mean anything good, so as the Dean of Students, fancy bloody title that, came up and droned on and on about facilities, standards, and such, he spaced out. 

It was boring, other than the useful nuggets of where everything was, and he sat there, arms crossed, waiting for the old guy to shut up and finish so he could figure out what was going on already. Sure enough, the old guy wrapped up and finished with another reminder for the special invitees to wait behind for another earful of crap. This left what looked like a little under two dozen people, including some sod getting kicked out of a good days sleep and the feisty girl. He glanced around behind him, a token few people back there, some odder fashion senses hid out back there it seemed. He leaned back in his chair, content with his knowledge of the room for now, kicking his legs up, with hands linked behind his head, and stretched out, relaxing and waiting for whatever was up next. Hopefully it proved more interesting than before, and wasn't just some 'Your special, don't abuse it' cautionary speech. Maybe why he got picked up for this place, it was way above his place from before, that was for sure. At the very least, he would pay more attention now than before.