[center][i] The young adults looked about strangely before the doors finally slid open and let light flood into the vehicle. [/i][/center]

Sin was still resting in his seat, arms folded behind his head and eyes closed, when the lights slowly blared into the helicopter's compartment, along with a sudden blast of warm, comfortable air. Amongst the excited murmur of both teenagers and adults alike, the hooded teen slowly rose from his seat, a small groan escaping his face-mask. Everyone passed him up, thankfully, because of his tactical spot hidden in a shadowy corner, where he had melded into the bench and wall.

As he walked out of the helicopter, jumping down from the ramp and disappearing into his own shadow, only to reappear, leaning on a nearby lamp post, Sin couldn't help but whistle quietly as he stared at the school. It was very impressive..just everything about it. His right arm clenched, before a mass of shadowy tendrils consumed it, and Shadowbane appeared, the spiky hilt clenched tightly in his gloved hands.

Sin stared down into the blade, looking at his own appearance. He couldn't wait. 

Strapping the blade onto his back, and sticking it there with Darkness chains, Sin began to walk towards the school, a small pip in his step. This was, after all, what he worked for, right?