<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Males/147eda8f-ecb3-460e-96b1-b53a30718749_zps1ff128e6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ri'Staraa Sayed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200335.msg9791005#msg9791005)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Eurus<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>2nd floor, #2<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, early morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><span class="bbc_u">Jean</span>, Arthur, Stephen, Mantis, Scott, etc....<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Ri'Staraa slid his impassive gray gaze across the faces of his new classmates, following along as Jean introduced them by name. He took in the faces of the exotic lady and handsome, dark men for a long moment before he finally allowed a sorry excuse for a friendly smile to part his lips. Not finding any more of his attention immediately needed, he went back into his observant mode in order to pick up what tidbits he could about the others. It seemed like the bulk of the students were excitedly exchanging information on what special gifts they had. He wasn't certain why anyone would be so forthcoming with personal stuff with those they hardly knew. Sure, they were going to be in the same training program, but that didn't mean he'd be so quick to share his life story or his new gift, no matter how much his heart swelled with pride over it. Clearly, he could use a dose of the advice Jean had been receiving in her head.<br/><br/>His eyebrows raised slightly as Arthur summoned his armor. That would be a helluva nifty trick to have. Jean left and he felt a little exposed without his neighbor around, thinking the other students would turn a barrage of questions on him. He sighed and watched Mantis chomp on her corn dog and admit to being a Buddhist. At that, he couldn't help but chuckle a bit. He'd never heard of an adherent of Buddhism that ate meat by choice, but when she went on to explain further, he understood. He also had less trouble than others did accepting supernatural elements of the powers around him. Spirituality was a deep part of the cultures around him back where he was born, and even he felt that his air control was from a divine source.<br/><br/>Stephen's dark musings appeared to have no effect on Ri, his eyes were too busy looking over the knight's armor. So far, he had been mostly ignored by the group. Considering the fantastic elements presented in the room already, he certainly couldn't blame them. He peeked over at a recent topic of interest, Scott, and piped up for the first time since Jean left. "Do they have to be red? It would suck to see everything in that tint all the time..." He stood, stretched his svelte frame and walked to the other boy's side. He was happy that Jean had returned and figured being around her was worth the trouble of some forced socializing. And Scott didn't seem nearly as annoying as most others in the room.<br/><br/><br/><br/>