MUSEIt looked magnificent from a distance. Not many other people would think that about the academy, but Gawain did. Joining this academy was going to give him a new life, a new start. He was placing so much behind him, but he was okay with that; Gawain was going to meet new people, people who he could make friends with. That'd be a good start at least, but then there was always the lingering thought of being eschewed. Everyone on the airship had done so, but maybe it was just him watching the outside for far too long. Maybe. But first things first: Gawain had to find some sort of guidebook, if there was one, that could provide a map of the campus, classes, rules, etc. Without that, well, he'd be pretty much lost. There was also the problem of him not knowing where to sleep, but he hoped that he'd have some kind of directory for that. Hopefully.
Stepping off of that airship, Gawain found himself surrounded by the massive number of students as well as the variety, in different ways. He wondered what kind of people they were, what kind of life they lived, and what were their goals in becoming a Hunter. One of them that intrigued him was a young man in a kimono. He looked interesting, considering that out of everyone else, he was wearing a kimono and sandals and carried a sheath on his back. He himself sported his own clothes, well armor as it was, and sword, as well as his black notebook which was strapped down to sword's sheath. There was also his case, Then again, looking at everyone else, Gawain wasn't very special at all. That man though, he was something. He even started talking to himself after a while, as depicted by, what looked like from a distance, the pronouncing of words. An interesting person that man was, but Gawain joined the crowd and began his way towards the academy, hoping to continue with his goal before it was going to get too late.
The entire academy was still magnificent as he saw it back in the skies. Gawain didn't have much else to do other than survey the surroundings. Everyone else had their friends, people to talk to, Gawain just had himself and his own goal set before him. Stepping into the central courtyard, he wondered if there was anyone nearby that could help him out. Unfortunately, instead of the aid that he hoped he would receive, he instead found what was a shameful display of arrogance. Watching from a distance, Gawain noticed the sudden attention the two students were attracting. It was clear from the get-go that the male was just an arrogant student, ready to show his skills and be the best out of the class. There was nothing wrong with that, in fact, probably a lot of students thought that way, but just the way he was going with showing it was just plain idiotic. He was just being a bully to the girl, and Gawain simply couldn't stand the sight. He was even about to jump in to intervene, until a few shouts came from an interesting looking pair over at a bench. The two of them looked like they were out for blood, or that's what he thought. Gawain assumed that it was for the same reason as his. Not wanting to attract attention to himself anymore, Gawain stayed standing off to the side, watching what would the girl do in the situation she was given.
In an instant, such it seemed to Gawain, the tables were flipped and the boy was practically begging for mercy. Gawain was interested in the sudden change of personality in both of them as well as the girl's own weapon, or was it her Semblance? Gawain eventually shrugged it off the thought as things started to calm down. The boy scurried off soon after he was beaten; Gawain hoped that he was going to at least learn from his mistakes and become a better person, at least, that's what Gawain did. Well, at least the sudden altercation was a little interesting to watch as Gawain learned a little bit more about how aggressive some students could be. It also made him think how he could've easily been in that case: how would he have reacted, what would he have done, would he have fought against that boy, would he have stood up for himself? They were questions that Gawain would have to take along with him during his time here at the academy. Hopefully, he'd be able to answer them some day.
For now though, looking around him, Gawain found himself alone, noticing that he was too deep in thought to notice that everyone left. It made him seem even more awkward, but a sudden shout from the kimono man attracted his attention once more. Well, he was truly something alright. And, to his surprise, from a killer demeanor, back to such a kind look, the girl was going around trying to collect her Dust vials. The girl from the killer pair had stepped up to hand her one that found its way to her, and another vial was founded by the oriental man. Yeah, he was something. Nevertheless, with Gawain being the only one left at his locale and his having no idea where to go, he obliged to ask one of the interesting people about the school, wondering what to do as a newcomer.
Stepping forth with his case rolling behind him, he stepped up towards the group of people, waving when he came close enough to them. He had a calm expression on his face, although with a small smile as to show that he was friendly. He hoped that at least he'd be treated with the same mannerisms. After all, he was different.