The principal looked up in surprise when two more figures emerged from the shadows. He had most certainly not been expecting another girl and boy to show up. But, the more the merrier, right? He'd most certainly welcome them with open arms if they needed anything. Jay had returned to his side and looked over the old man's shoulders at the children. She didn't seem to care all that much, simply being on the look out for whatever the principal might've needed. The ones our lovely headmaster noticed first also posed their questions first. First up was Ignia. She seemed to have a passion in her eyes, showing a burning soul desire to rectify a mistake she'd make in the past... In contrast, Leander didn't seem at all to be fired up over switching classes. They merely were doing so because their deck wouldn't allow optimal play in Action duels... The old coot didn't seem to like that second request as much. "Ah, Young lady... I see a burning lust in your eyes for the turbo duel. Yes... I founded the academy for excellent students such as you. I will approve of it..." the principal spoke to Ignia, then turned to Leander.
"As for you, young boy... If you'd please tell me, why does it matter? Your deck is not the most important thing in a duel, it is your heart... And you were always given the choice of buying different cards. However... If that is what you want..." they closed their eyes, and opened one of the drawers in his desk. The old man pulled out two sheets of paper, both Ignia's and Leander's student documents. "Both of you, I approve of. You will only be able to change courses just this once, however." They said, a sudden sharp glare being aimed at both of the students. The principal seemed to be serious in this remark, so it was probably best the two took their studies seriously. He took the quill and wrote both of their changed courses down, alongside scrapping the original.
Around that same time, Brad asked a fairly simple question. The headmaster gave them a patient smile again, the tense atmosphere from before fading. "Ho ho, Havin' some young 'uns that miss you already?" they remarked in a friendly tone, laughing just a little. "Do not worry. I had hoped all students recieved a message, but no worries! You can write letters and deliver them to the shop owners on floor six. Once per week, they send out the mail. You will also be notified if any mail is waiting for you." they answered, then looked over to a grandfather clock in one of the far ends of the room.
"My, My... Time flies by!" the principal cried out, seemingly shocked. "Classes are about to sart. If you'd please look at your 'Beepers'," the principal joked, obviously having taken a liking to Brad's little mistake. "you will see your class schedules. Oh, as for the miss that wanted to switch to Turbo Dueling..." The principal nudged Ignia over and pointed towards the enormous glass wall. "You will have classes there for the entire day. I will notify the teacher of your arrival." The specific thing the principal was pointing at seemed to be a building with a large, outdoor track next to it and also one inside it.
"Now, off you go!" The principal commanded, motioning to Jay who also gave a polite order. "Please follow me to the elevator."
Whatever people were doing, their D-Ceiver would light up and beep. For all Turbo Duelists, they'd get the co-ordinates to the tracks. For all the rest they had their classes for the day. Once again, the most interesting people in the bunch all seemed to get the same first class again: Synchro Summoning. The class was up on floor 43.
Ethel swallowed another spoonful of cereal when she felt sudden tapping on her shoulder. Her red eyes darted off to the side, revealing a... Nerdy girl, for lack of a better term. They had freckles and glasses on, as well as being rather reluctant to actually talk to Ethel. Ugh, if they didn't want to say anything, why bother her in the first place? They gave out a shy 'Good Morning', where Ethel had to roll her eyes to. "Hardly, but to you too I suppose." she commented. She looked forward to Ben, who had been acting a little clownish moments before. "If you'd wished to say something, ask me yourself next time." Ethel remarked, finishing the rest of her bowl in silence. Moments after, beeps came from her handbag. She pulled out her dark blue D-Ceiver to check what it was, that being, her drop-off point. Alright, she could deal with that. The girl picked herself up, quickly letting out "Excuse me." to signal she was leaving. Picking up the tray with her now-empty bowl resting on it, she went over to the kitchen staff to drop it off and gave a polite "Thank you." when they took it off her hands.
After wrapping things up in the cafeteria, Ethel moved to leave. She could've sworn to see a few strands of silver hair vanishing behind the doorway for a split second, but decided not to give it too much thought. Shinrei probably wasn't around anyway, so asking what the deal was earlier wouldn't be an option. She decided to tail after them anyway, though, just to be out of this place. For once, the bluenette figured to use the stairs for two reasons. The first was that she only had to go down three floors. The second, being that a crowded elevator isn't any fun. She took elegant and careful steps down the stairs, resting her soft hands on the crude metal railings. Truthfully, the stairwells were pretty barren and bland when Ethel looked around. It wasn't a pleasant descent at all.
Reaching the first floor, the girl waved to the receptionist to signal going off to Turbo Dueling and quickly passed through the sliding doors. Some students had chosen an elevator and were already ahead of Ethel, but she didn't care much. Walking along the sandy road with her hood pulled up, it took Ethel maybe like a minute or five to get to the building. It consisted of three parts from the outside: A long but short garage-like building, with a few entrances and gates built in. Presumably this is where all the Duel Runners were stored, but who knew what was inside the building. A little bit away was an enormous, enclosed arena. Presumably there is a large track in there, most likely meant for tournaments and spectator sport. Connected to the indoor area was an enormous, oval shaped riding track built into the sand. It stretched wide and had no walls, most likely because that is where all the riding practice would occur. A few basic benches were placed on it's side to oversee duelists riding their bikes.
The garage is where people were supposed to go, with someone leaning on the wall right next to the main doorway. They were dressed in a studded brown, form-fitting riding riding suit. Their short black hair was spiked from all sides, but it wasn't really stylized as much as it was uncombed. They had a pretty easygoing face, although their dark green eyes were pretty small. As for body build, they were actually quite tall. You could easily see them playing basketball with standing at 2 meters and 5 centimeters. They were also really thin, to the point you might start to think they purposefully starved themselves had their head not been rather average in form. He looked over to the students who were arriving, giving a friendly wave to signal where to go. Ethel followed, letting out a sigh at seeing such a non-serious looking fellow being the assumed teacher.
Haas looked intently at Nathan's card, and also wanted to chuckle at the card's punny name. Rain goat? Come on, that was clever. He also overheard Nathan talk about performing, his own eyes brightening up. "No way, you're an entertainment duelist? That's so cool!" Haas replied with delight. "Aw, man. Now I kind of find it a shame I couldn't watch your duel, yesterday... Ehehe!" Letting out a bit of an awkward laugh, Haas dumped the rest of his flakes in his mouth and swallowed. Without chewing. In one go. "Since we're both in Earth, I hope we can learn a ton from each other!" he spoke with an eager grin. Seemed like the boy had taken a liking to Nathan already. Then both the Duel Tranceivers in their pockets would start beeping, and Has pulled out his standard red one to take a look. "Seems like I'm in Synchro summoning this hour..." he mumbled, rising up from his own seat.
"Alright, talk to you later Nathaniel!" Haas bid farewell, then dashed over to the kitchen staff with tray in tow. "Thanks!" they shouted after them when it got taken off their hands, then dashed off again. Up the stairs. AGAIN. Haas seemed to have a limitless amount of energy when fully rested, and it showed when they shot up the stairwell without breaking a sweat.
Once arriving in the Synchro class floor, Haas noticed the doors already being open. The lay-out of the entire class was pretty much the same, only the entire thing was painted in a light green and white to show the colors of Synchro Summoning. From the roof even hang a model of how one was performed, with three stars getting tuned with two rings. At the front sat a middle-aged, bald man with a stern face writing some things down. He was dressed classically, with a white buttoned shirt and similarly colored pants adorning his body. The shoes seemed to be an exception, colored brown. Upon hearing some footsteps, they looked up from the book they were reading and turned their head in the direction of the doorway. "Welcome. Take a seat anywhere, classes start soon." they told Haas, and probably any other student that would enter. Haas was kind of... Expecting more, rather than just such an average person. "Alright, sir!" He saluted, running up into one of the middle rows to take a seat.