Andreas Bevan had been in the train all along, observing everyone around him. Already, there were arguments and fights, as well as hints of nervousness and insecurity. Did he have those emotions as well? Nevertheless, once the subway reached the school, the boy got off, walking with the others unnoticed until he reached the auditorium. Nothing of note happened as he listened to the speech.
Then, he went to see the Dorm list...only to find that his name wasn't there. Being the sensible boy that he was, he didn't panic, but instead looked for a staff member, finally finding one of the cyclopses, whom he then asked:
"Hello, my name is Andreas Bevan, and I'm a student at this academy, I have the files all signed and everything. Why isn't my name on the dorm list for Block H?" The reply was:
"Oh, there was a mix-up! You and someone named Nivaar had your dorm assignments exchanged; he wasn't even supposed to be on Block H," the female cyclops finished. Andreas gave a brief nod, then, with the mix-up cleared up, went to the room he was supposed to share with Razor.
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The room was empty. Well, best to go find his partner, then, as well as anyone of interest. After putting his backpack next to his bed, the boy then went out to look for Razor, whom he remembered as a stinky, but strong, Ghoul-Dragon hybrid. Despite the stench, that person was interesting, although of course, he prefered that Akane chick...or Ian, or that Corry boy, or that female Dark Elf. Yeah, he had been observant in more ways than one.
Andreas finally found Razor in the bathhouse, along with several women who were probably thinking him a pervert, which was what
Andreas was, a little. Taking off his clothes as well, he folded said clothes carefully and put them on the poolside besides Razor's rags - the Fairy-Elf had replacements in his backpack, perhaps he can lend them to the Ghoul? - before immersing himself deeply in the pool.
Ah, bliss. Of course, he had just alienated a portion of the school's female body, but he can make up for that if need be. He then spoke to everyone around him:
"Hey, my name's Andreas Bevan, Andreas son of Evan. I'm not a licsenced psychologist, but I do have healing and light magic, and if anyone needs help with physical and mental injuries, I can be found in Razor's room. Oh, and I treat anyone, regardless of race."
He then took a closer look ar Razor; for a dead guy, that Ghoul was pretty handsome. That hole in his chest was bothersome, but hey, he'd seen worse bodies.
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