Leaving the boat, Silas was followed by the black and white butterfly who hovered in the air right beside him. Silas was wearing a large bag containing his stuff and held a sketchbook under his arm. He always had a sketchbook with him so he could draw things when he got inspiration. His pencil was located in the pocket of his blue jacket.

"[color=olive]What a lovely place, isn't it Silas? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, on days like these one should really enjoy life.[/color]" an elder voice said coming from the butterfly. The teacher already had began talking, Silas paid half-attention, the woman was saying a lot of unrelevasnt things.

"[color=steelblue]Don't get used to it Nostradamus. I'm going straight to our room after this.[/color]" Silas replied, Nostradamus let out a small sigh.

After the speech the students were free to wonder around the campus for a short time before they had to gather in the courtyard to listen to yet another speech, hopefully from someone more professional this time. He was planning to just chill in his room for a bit, maybe throw out a drawing if he could get up with something cool to draw. Lately he has been drawing Nostra a lot, but that gets boring after some time.

Silas kinda ignored the others and headed straight to the dorms, halfway there realizing that he didn't even know which dorm was his. He headed back to reception and picked up the information that he needed and returned to his quest for the dorms. He was the first one to arrive apparently. He threw his bag to the side and hopped on the bed. Nostradamus manifested to his normal appearance.

"[color=olive]You sure like to take things slow, do you not Silas?[/color]" he commented on his behavior.

"[color=steelblue]Yep.[/color]" he said with a bright smile. "[color=steelblue]I sure like to take things slow![/color]"

As Silas was laying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, Nostradamus had moved to the window, he looked outside and saw some more of the landscape in the campus, it was truly an amazing place to be, even for Silas who in his opinion didn't really deserve it, mainly duo his lack of seriousness.

Silas on the other hand didn't care much for all this, it was nice that he could relax in such a place. He hadn't informed himself about what this place actually and would just let get himself informed at the speech later. He was invited for free, why should he inform himself? There's only one thing he is good in and that is drawing, so it must be for that talent that he got in. 

[color=olive]"Twenty-five minutes, then we should depart.[/color]" Nostradamus said.

"[color=steelblue]Pfff, twenty-five? Lots of time to enjoy the peace and silence here.[/color]" he looked to his side and saw another bed standing there "[color=steelblue]unless that one storms in.[/color]" he mumbled to no on in particular. "[color=steelblue]Why don't you butterfly around or something? You like that... right.[/color]"