"Heh. My junior year, actually..."
Xavier smiled at the pretty young freshman. She had just "ported" to the campus, and was a bit confused. Her hair was silky red and shoulder length, and those eyes... she had to be a descendent of a Fae.
"That's how you get to Titania Hall though. Mind the Snapper Bushes along the way--they really will snap at you and well... I would be lying if I said that no one has lost a finger to them. "
She smiled and said thanks before walking away with her stuff. Xavier turned and kept walking towards the Coliseum. He reached up with his left hand and brushed a lock of his dark brown hair back behind his ears, as was an unconscious action. He was a man of average height, and twenty-one years of age. There was nothing unusual about him, save his slightly golden-tinged grey eyes. There was nothing racial or different about those though--sometimes the "Sight" gave you a different eye color, or a mix. It had a different way of affecting some people.
The coliseum was on the other side of the campus. It was located near the campus building where the sports programs were taught, which was away from where Xavier would be. He liked sports, but not enough to really be active in them. He honestly preferred dancing as far as physical activity went. Then again, what else would you expect from a guy whose major was Magical Linguistics?
It wasn't that he was magick, either. Xavier knew a few basic spells that mostly everyone learned just for the sake of knowing them. No, his specialty was teleportation. It wasn't in the normal sense though--Xavier was unable to teleport himself. He could teleport other beings or objects though. He called his ability Altruistic Teleportation.
Which kinda sucked when you had to still walk across campus to go places. This was the first day though--the 7 Deans were going to have their annual exhibition match against one another. It was a Battle Royale to determine who was going to be the Dean of Ceremonies this year. Last year it had been won by Doctor Essetfire but she had only pulled that off by a long shot, which was almost normal for someone of her intelligence. Up ahead Xavier could see the Roman-style Coliseum in all of its glory. The president would be there to judge, as he always did.
Xavier looked at his cell phone for a moment. His parents had just recently moved to New Mexico, and they were supposed to call him to let him know they made it alright, but they had not. They were probably busy unpacking or something, so it didn't really bother him. He smiled thinking back to the photo of them he left in his room in Tesla Hall--his dormitory.
Xavier couldn't help but ponder who his new roommate might be. His one last year had graduated. Perhaps he would even get a girl this time around (ETU was fine with co-ed rooms, considering one only had to press a button on the wall to throw up a privacy barrier around their side of the room). He was sure he would meet the person after the Battle Royale. Xavier brought his attention back to the world at large as he entered into the Coliseum, eager to see who would win this year...
Xavier smiled at the pretty young freshman. She had just "ported" to the campus, and was a bit confused. Her hair was silky red and shoulder length, and those eyes... she had to be a descendent of a Fae.
"That's how you get to Titania Hall though. Mind the Snapper Bushes along the way--they really will snap at you and well... I would be lying if I said that no one has lost a finger to them. "
She smiled and said thanks before walking away with her stuff. Xavier turned and kept walking towards the Coliseum. He reached up with his left hand and brushed a lock of his dark brown hair back behind his ears, as was an unconscious action. He was a man of average height, and twenty-one years of age. There was nothing unusual about him, save his slightly golden-tinged grey eyes. There was nothing racial or different about those though--sometimes the "Sight" gave you a different eye color, or a mix. It had a different way of affecting some people.
The coliseum was on the other side of the campus. It was located near the campus building where the sports programs were taught, which was away from where Xavier would be. He liked sports, but not enough to really be active in them. He honestly preferred dancing as far as physical activity went. Then again, what else would you expect from a guy whose major was Magical Linguistics?
It wasn't that he was magick, either. Xavier knew a few basic spells that mostly everyone learned just for the sake of knowing them. No, his specialty was teleportation. It wasn't in the normal sense though--Xavier was unable to teleport himself. He could teleport other beings or objects though. He called his ability Altruistic Teleportation.
Which kinda sucked when you had to still walk across campus to go places. This was the first day though--the 7 Deans were going to have their annual exhibition match against one another. It was a Battle Royale to determine who was going to be the Dean of Ceremonies this year. Last year it had been won by Doctor Essetfire but she had only pulled that off by a long shot, which was almost normal for someone of her intelligence. Up ahead Xavier could see the Roman-style Coliseum in all of its glory. The president would be there to judge, as he always did.
Xavier looked at his cell phone for a moment. His parents had just recently moved to New Mexico, and they were supposed to call him to let him know they made it alright, but they had not. They were probably busy unpacking or something, so it didn't really bother him. He smiled thinking back to the photo of them he left in his room in Tesla Hall--his dormitory.
Xavier couldn't help but ponder who his new roommate might be. His one last year had graduated. Perhaps he would even get a girl this time around (ETU was fine with co-ed rooms, considering one only had to press a button on the wall to throw up a privacy barrier around their side of the room). He was sure he would meet the person after the Battle Royale. Xavier brought his attention back to the world at large as he entered into the Coliseum, eager to see who would win this year...