New Girl

Judas smiled.
"I mean the state of your powers, they don't seem too destructive, too complex, I assume they don't drain away at your being. That, comrade, is a gift, trust me. Too many people on this academy are obsessed with their powers, aggressive, driven mad."
He chuckled.

Judas smiled.
"Don't worry, they are few in number, and generally the academy is full of saner people such as me who wouldn't think twice in setting them straight. I've met a few...Beware of one, Aoeles, a wielder of ice, he thinks himself some god of power, not thinking twice in firing bolts of ice at innocent females and icing up the entire gym."
He chuckled.
"Of course, as an expert of flame, I tend to correct his mistakes."

Judas nodded, smiling.
"Of course, of course. It's simply important that you realize that the people of this academy generally mean well...I didn't mean to startle you with news of maniacs and such."
He chuckled.

Judas chuckled.
"No, no, I understand...No one likes others thinking they are defenseless. All of us in the academy are special in our own ways...All of us. Tell me, have you been here long? You really must see more of the grounds."

"Yes...it is beautiful, isn't it...A calm place, truly, I hope I wasn't interrupting some meditation of sorts on your part when I came...Truly a nice place."
He smirked.
"Although you really ought to check out the rest later...Dances, parties, competitions...Goodtimes, usually."