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A slim, moderately sized figure would emerge from the other end of the taxi, mainly dressed up in a set of regular civilian clothing. A set of blue jeans fastened up by a leather belt, with long white socks, tennis shoes, an orange underarmor pullover and a black t-shirt with a logo of Sabaton on such. The slim figure's hood was currently up as it emerged, the strings that tightened up the hood tightened up a bit as a set of large tinted glasses covered otherwise black pupil-less eyes. A large backpack was situated on the back of the figure, what could be in the backpack could be guessed as he reached up and adjusted the straps, the jingling of various equipment, gear, and possibly weaponry would be made obvious to those around them, but all they knew it could just be one of the really weird students with tons of study material. A low sigh escaped the grey's mouth as it's eyes examined the area before him, making note of the sudden appearance of the two, with him raising his right hand up to rub his face gently, and shake it as he'd go to approach the invisible line that marked the wards that kept the school supposedly protected from the acts of supernatural entities upon such.

He'd be seen taking off his backpack and begin to dig through the front most pocket of it, before unfolding a general map of the school that he had downloaded online a few minutes to the call and text that had been given. It'd be noted that most... real life schools actually have websites, although terrible ones, that offer a general map of the whole campus of a school, although obviously a high grade one like this would be far from willing to offer the location of anything supposedly sensitive like the wards. Which he had made a crude guess of that surrounded the school like some sort of series circuit, although he'd go to fold the general map and shove it into the back left pocket of his jeans that held nothing. He'd look about for a moment as he'd go to step forward, holding his backpack by the straps as he'd blink for a moment, shaking his head as he approached the others.

He'd scratch the back of his head as he approached, a light tone of voice escaping his mouth as he'd actually speak in a rather clear set of English to the first person that he took interest of, and that would be Jericho, "So... I'm here like I was told to uh... mind telling me what I should start reading for...? One of my first cases here, should I just read for electrical anomalies which apparently might be linked to supernatural activity?" 

((Is that fine about the map?... I'm not lying when I say my old high school used to have one that both staff and students would sometimes use, despite it being really small.))