<div class="floatleft">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Hugh-Dancy-hot-british-actors-655455_992_1235.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Arthur Taylor<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Excalibur<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>Floor 1/Dorm 2<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd/ Early evening.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Grey tee shirt, silver track pants, black converse shoes.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone.<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Everyone seemed to be getting along and even started to come to the tables that had been set up where Arthur was. His self appointed mission at the moment was finished. He quickly finished eating while listening in on the conversations going on around him. Mostly because he hadn't been spoken to for a long while. Gently he pushed the tray of empty food away and set the tablet down in front of him and pressed his thumb to the screen allowing it to turn on.<br/><br/>Arthur wasn't sure if everyone's turned on the same way but when he turned it on his personal info came up on screen. Height, weight, eye and hair color. Hell even what his powers were and what level they were estimated to be at. A quick swipe of his hand changed the screen to his classes. Arthur had yet to pick his first class of the day and thus brought up a list of classes and began to sift through them. He needed an elective for combat training. Intro to Melee Weapons. It seemed like something he should learn, Arthur placed his thumb to the target class name and it lit up in a green light. The class was confirmed and he was now in.<br/><br/>It was at that point that Steve sat down. Arthur flipped the screen page again and a list of students with their photos sprang up. It only gave their names and a few rather vague details. Arthur was almost amazed that the list did not include powers. Why would A.C.E. not want its students to know what the others were capable of? Judging by the way he spoke Arthur was inclined to believe the man's last name was accurate. He was indeed strange.<br/><br/>He glanced over his shoulder and looked at Katherine while she walked over closer to the table. For just a moment it was like time had slowed for Arthur. Katherine was stunning and graceful, it took everything he had to pick his jaw up off the floor. She stopped next to.....After a moment of thumbing through the pad he go a pair of names. Dani and Victor. Arthur tapped his fingers on the table, slightly annoyed. He wasn't sure why but he was getting kind of uneasy in the area. Maybe it was all the food. Or the idea of all of this was getting to him and he was only just now realizing it. It could have even been the fact that he felt like he couldn't compare to these other guys.<br/><br/>Arthur couldn't walk through walls, or grow claws from his fingers. Without his gauntlet he was just a kid. Arthur didn't belong here. He took a deep breath and shut off the tablet. Scooping that and the food tray in his palms, Arthur walked past the food line and set his dinner tray down on a small stack of dirty trays.<br/><br/>He decided to talk to the one man that might have in a way been like him. However his fear got the best of him and he walked right past Steve Rodgers and sat down alone on the stage. He hunched over and looked at the others who all seemed to be doing at least slightly better than he was at the moment. Were they all as freaked out as he was?