A third year? Uh oh, Mashuka wondered if he'd ended up in the wrong hallway after all. Maybe that was why Jaws had been so violent, was that the initiation for third years? Maybe she just didn't like newbies. Either way, he was too far in to back out now, if it ended up being an issue he was sure they'd let him know he had to move. That or just kill him and dump his body in the freshman dorms. He honestly wasn't sure which one would be more likely.

[color=00aeef]"Oh, here lemme help,"[/color] he said, scooting a chair over to get a good position over the door. Normally the two smaller knives in the kukri sheath were reserved for combat situations, much like the main knife itself, but he figured as long as he didn't draw that, then there wasn't any code being broken. He hammered them and the curtain into the space above the door frame with the sheath, figuring with all the damage he had sustained thus-far, two more little holes wouldn't hurt. 

[color=00aeef]"An assassin?"[/color] he asked, finishing up. A smile found its way onto his face. [color=00aeef]"I guess. Well, aspiring anyway, though judging from all the commotion looks like I've got a long way to go to keep up with everyone else. How about you? Third year transfer? Had no idea there were other schools like this to transfer from if I'm being honest."[/color]