Sarcus walked into the academy with only Absolution at his side, dressed in his favorite outfit, face a mask of seriousness. Underneath, he was actually quite excited, and eager to make a strong impression, which resulted in him feeling more than a little flamboyant. The severe, nearly entirely black ensemble consisted of many layers, which made quite a bit of noise as they flapped due to his measured, long stride. The outer layer consisted of a long, wide cape, something that he felt a bit self-conscious about wearing. It was fairly customary of Dragon Tamers to dress like such, though. The next layer consisted of a greatcoat that he wore slung over his shoulders, sleeves hanging empty. Below that was a simple, but high-quality dress shirt, also worn unbuttoned, with a plain white tee on the bottom to finish off the entire works. Dark slacks complimented what lay above them. The only piece out of place was his shoes, which were the typical athletic ones he wore. Fortunately for him, it was a fairly cool day; otherwise, the heat the outfit generated probably would have choked him.
He marched up to the lit battle screens to find out who he was battling. He stood, doing his best to exude an aura of strength and pride, and was for the most part successful. The performance was spoiled a bit when the expression on his face revealed his self-consciousness as he looked about, attempting to ascertain the reactions of the others in the school. "Lionel?" he said aloud. "Not a name I recognize."