Irvine navigated the back alleys of the town he most frequented as he looked down to the invitation letter. How their messenger had been able to locate him despite his constant movement made him question the integrity of the locals in his head. Though it would do him no benefit to seek payback upon them, how did he even get invited to this place anyhow? The 'Ordinary Mythical Academy' the letter appeared official enough so it was definitely worth checking out, they clearly at least had some knowledge of his lack of social skills, the messenger had merely handed him the envelop and then left without explanation. Irvine pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind as he adjusted the battered bag strap for the rucksack bearing what few possessions he owned. A field was the designated meeting spot for those who couldn't fly... a field, an open space with little to no objects that would cast any shadows apart from those stood in it. Just the idea of being out in the open was discomforting enough, Irvine tried not to think of how many people might be there, or if there'd be anyone similar to himself.
With walking being his only method of getting there Irvine have been travelling for some time before the destination was in sight. According to the letter the headmaster would be meeting the students that had gathered there to take them to the academy. The location of the Academy itself was clearly nowhere reachable on foot, especially with the ability of flight being a prerequisite of getting their alone. Perhaps however there was other means than flight? Well even if there was Irvine probably didn't have the means of reaching it. As he wondered onto the field he came to an instantaneous stop, a late arrival the field was already packed with different individuals of different types. A shaky sigh departed his lips as he glanced behind him, staring at the shadow that followed his every step. With a small head gesture the shadow warped towards him growing ever shorter, eventually wrapping itself around him a forming a hood that hanged over the front of his face. A slow breaths, and the boy made his approach.
Once he had gotten closer to the main body of people gathered on the field he stopped himself once more, he didn't particularly desire getting much closer than listening distance keeping a good few meters between himself and the closest creature. Irvine glanced over each of them in turn before looking to the ground. An open space like this, it was likely his approach might have drawn some attention, though he hoped it wouldn't be enough for anyone to actually come over and investigate him. Irvine maintained his cloaked shadow, fidgeting with discomfort as he adjusted the rucksacks strap once more. Hopefully he wouldn't have to endure this for too long and he could be either inside a quiet room or down the end of some lightly used hallway.
With walking being his only method of getting there Irvine have been travelling for some time before the destination was in sight. According to the letter the headmaster would be meeting the students that had gathered there to take them to the academy. The location of the Academy itself was clearly nowhere reachable on foot, especially with the ability of flight being a prerequisite of getting their alone. Perhaps however there was other means than flight? Well even if there was Irvine probably didn't have the means of reaching it. As he wondered onto the field he came to an instantaneous stop, a late arrival the field was already packed with different individuals of different types. A shaky sigh departed his lips as he glanced behind him, staring at the shadow that followed his every step. With a small head gesture the shadow warped towards him growing ever shorter, eventually wrapping itself around him a forming a hood that hanged over the front of his face. A slow breaths, and the boy made his approach.
Once he had gotten closer to the main body of people gathered on the field he stopped himself once more, he didn't particularly desire getting much closer than listening distance keeping a good few meters between himself and the closest creature. Irvine glanced over each of them in turn before looking to the ground. An open space like this, it was likely his approach might have drawn some attention, though he hoped it wouldn't be enough for anyone to actually come over and investigate him. Irvine maintained his cloaked shadow, fidgeting with discomfort as he adjusted the rucksacks strap once more. Hopefully he wouldn't have to endure this for too long and he could be either inside a quiet room or down the end of some lightly used hallway.