"Fair enough, Cale Jioni. Then I hope we will not be here long, as I would rather not spend much time waiting here, you understand." Aaron replied, somewhat amused as it seemed no matter where he went the younger ones were always interested in how there were "Mechanical Men" in the world. Or perhaps at home it was more because of how successful he was even after everyone was broken up on knowing he had lost his arm. Things had come a long way since then, but he still was the best there was.
"I think I will let you be the judge of that, Cale Jioni." Aaron said in response to the last question as he reached out to shake the boy's hand, knowing he would be surprised at the gloved grip. Especially when it was unyielding in the grip as he grabbed and shook Cale's hand briefly.
It was during this time that Timothy had finally quickly walked over to the group of soldiers. Noting the growing crowd, Anthony didn't look pleased to be the one to be awakened to greet the newcomers.
"Greetings. Welcome to the Academy. You will have to excuse us, we were not aware you would be here so shortly." Timothy explained quickly, still somewhat wet from the storms still raging outside.
Releasing the shaking grip, Aaron turned to look over the master quickly before rising from where he waited.
"I and my men are here to make sure you are ready for our presence as it has been moved forward ever so slightly. Though, it would appear that you will need your rest, rather than our instruction at the moment." Aaron brought a whistle to his mouth and blew, which let out a distinct sound which, while not harmful to the ears, could easily be picked up over quite a distance. Almost like on cue, the other soldiers who had been sent out began heading towards Aaron through the storm.
"Then I take it you will be going....?" Timothy began.
"To our ships. We will be back tomorrow. Hopefully things will be a bit clearer then." Marcus completed. Gesturing to the soldiers, they seemed to gather up and proceeded back towards the gates in the rain. Aaron nodded to the Master, and glanced at Cale before turning to follow his troops.
Now, seemingly quite frustrated, Timothy went after the students within reach.
"What are you all doing up and about? Get to bed! We have important guests right HERE and we will need to be our best. Go. GO!" Timothy intoned, and proceeded back to his rooms.
Going to be a very...very long day tomorrow....