<div class="floatleft">(http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/3635/sparxlarsa.jpg)</div>Who: Sparx Larsa<br/>For: Open<br/>Where: the Courtyard<br/>When: 12:10pm Sunday<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sparx, as usually, found a way to slip off towards the back of the now forming crowd. He was not the best in social situations, and did what he could not to stand out. The hover board he was on drifted idly to the ground  before he picked it up. he didn't want the device to attract the attention of the other people. Instead, he took this time to gather information, as he usually does for such functions. He switched from his video game's log and went to the student index he'd downloaded from the academy's website and customized with his own style. First up was Chiya, the girl who informed him this was just an informal meeting to start the next half of the term. He typed her name in the search bar and her information appeared with a picture next to it. Her name, race, and general information was displayed next to her picture, and below that, a multicolored diagram listing her combat statistics. His notes were incomplete; though her statistics were skewed towards Speed and Attack, not much had been entered for magic, which is only because Sparx has never witnessed her magical ability.<br/><br/>More individuals began to appear, and Sparx did his best to recognize them in order to find their information. He knew little about the spider-man, except that he was a spider-man, which he logged as such. His information then appeared on the screen along with a combat tree for him as well. His stats seemed to be skewed more towards Sp.Atk, which was shorthand for Special Attack Skill. He knew about the spider-man's creepy webs and took that into consideration when constructing his diagram.<br/><br/>That is when the mystery girl in white introduced herself. Sparx took down her name and made a note to run a search on her later. For now, her diagram would be blank with a question mark in the middle. He looked up at the girl; her appearance struck him as an important role in a video game. With her butler by her side, she could turn out to be a strong supporting character, or definitely a devious villain. Mr. Creepy-butler swayed Sparx's imagination more towards the villain. He should definitely keep an eye out when around her.<br/><br/>Many more students seemed to somehow be drawn to this area, and Sparx did what he could to keep up with them all. As they introduced themselves to one-another, he familiarized himself with their digital profiles as best he could. His notes were very lacking due to not having much social contact, but all he really needed were names, a picture, and some details on their statistics so that he could assign a danger level. It was his little way of knowing who to avoid as to ensure his long and healthy life.<br/><br/>He sighed though, and a glint of loneliness sparkled through the heavy tint of his transition lenses. It sucked, only being able to sit aside while old friends made new friends. His eyes stared blankly into the data pad, not looking at anything in particular, but just lost in a sea of thought. Maybe he should try actually talking to people this semester. It couldn't hurt much to just say 'Hi, my name's Sparx. How are you?' He smirked a bit as he laughed at himself. Nerdy eggheads like him always got picked on by the stronger students and never even appeared on the radar, so to speak. He was pretty invisible most of the time. Maybe it was better that way... better invisible than getting beaten on, or worse: eaten. He really didn't like that idea...