The criminals were here.
They filed out of the bus. In their grey uniform, flat shoes and chains—connected from wrists to ankles. On their necks sat a pair of dampeners.
Like a thick black collar that prevented the use of affinities.
A few of them had their eyes over the place, scouting their new home, or perhaps their escapes.
Following after them were the guards who tried behind them, making sure nothing untoward happened, although the stares from them felt invading enough.
Especially one, scarlet hair twisted into a long thick braid, similarly coloured eyes which stayed on Aegon for a second longer than comfortable.
"Come on." Eli tugged on his shirt, dragging him away before things could go any further. "We have to get to orientation."
Aegon flicked a brow. Surprised by Eli's new thirst for knowledge, or so it seemed. "When did you get so invested in school, seem to remember you skipping Novus orientation to have sex."
