Julian's hands slid into the dark slits in his pants his eyes raising towards the top of the building. He wasn't sure if the place was just a school or a god damn insane asylum. The rustling of some kind of spar or something of the sort. Tilting his head to the side he looked nearly directly behind him at an angle as he peered at the two fighting in the distance. One being a girl and another a guy with two sticks from his hands and forearms, it appeared they were going all out. He had no clue how all these people...got their hands on weapons so easily, he never really touched a weapon outside of his classes that his mother had convinced him to take. They were feudal weapons of sorts, he himself utilized the spear back home. However...where was his home, after he began tryin to think abou it everything blurred instantly.<br/><br/>He shifted his feet nearly tripping over himself as he caught himself with his hand on the stairs letting himself drop slightly as he sat at the top of the stairs. His hands interlocked as they crossed over his lap, his eyes liftin from the two fighting to the sky. "Where the fuck is this place."Julian muttered once more with a sigh once again.