[center][color=aba000]Orlan Price - Beacon Academy Amphitheatre - Monday Midday[/color]
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Orlan frowned and checked the time on his scroll as Liam excused himself, somewhat dismayed to find himself alone with another stranger so soon. Sure, he saw the necessity of makeing friends, but he had hoped to keep it relatively simple on the first day. A moment of indecision later, he raised his eyebrows without looking up from his scroll as though something had just come to his attention.

[color=aba000]"Sorry, Renji, but it looks like I've got to go too. It was nice to meet you. Perhaps we will have the chance to talk again later tonight. Your display with your weapon earlier was impressive, by the way. I look forward to seeing you in combat,"[/color] he says, departing with a wave. Once out of sight and earshot, he let out a sigh, readjusted his bag, and checked his scroll again before moving on in the general direction of the ballroom.

[center][color=aba000]Orlan Price - Beacon Academy Ballroom - Monday Evening[/color][/center]

Orlan had arrived early enough to lay claim to a place along a wall, near one of the corners. He had already removed his jacket and shirt, leaving them and his bag in a heap for him to lean against. He watched the other students over the top of his sketchbook, not particularly inclined to drink. The large group around the student with the alcohol put him off quite readily, so he was content to study the mechanisms of his weapon once more. He did this often, in an attempt to find ways to improve Axios. Besides, he did not see Cyra around, and had recently seen Liam among those drinking, so there was nobody he had already met to talk to.