Spirit walked up the stairs to Shibusen, she was panting not because of the stairs but because of the blazing sun. She came from a state were it normally rains and even during the summers there was some form of water. But Death Valley, Nevada was not the place for someone like her. She got to the top of the stairs cursing under her breath before walking towards the school, the dog tags she got from her father moving back and forth around her neck. She watched as the meisters and weapons talked to each other. She frowned, this place seemed a bit too perfect for it's own good, she shook her head before going to find the classroom where the new students would meet up. Unfortunately it wasn't easy, she kept getting lost, her pride not allowing her to ask for directions. She reached up and took the fake pigtail's off of her head sighing. She didn't want to be here but there was nowhere else she could go to learn with her being a weapon.<br/><br/>"I hate this," she said leaning against the wall hoping she would find someone walking by just as lost as she was.