Looking around the perfectly manicured lawns and trimmed hedges of Spica's campus, with the smell of metal and fresh cut grass heavy in the air, the Fanalis felt a slight pang of longing for Sindria. "Hmmm." Masrur shrugged off the thoughts muddling his head and started towards the cafeteria, hunger already prevalent in his mind.
Greetings Masrur, you have arrived at the Spica Technological Preparation Academy. There is no doubt in this institution to your ability to learn and perfect many skills here. Our students and faculty have the best machinery at their fingertips and a superior class schedule to all those around. We are unbeatable in our strives to advance the world of today into a better tomorrow and you shall be one such pupil to do so. We expect great things of you, student.
Everybody, please come welcome and greet our newest member! Another turtleduck has entered the pond, so please play nice and show him the best this group has to offer.
