“Very” Slade would answer confidently as he pulled out his and Jinny’s luggage out of the trunk of the car. “I’ll hold back on the details for now, but know that even if they don’t recognize me on sight, every single member of staff will know who I am.” They may not know him by his legal name, but the only people who didn’t know of Deathstroke the Terminator were new to the underworld.
 
“For now, ignore them, this is part of the reason why I mentioned keeping our connection from staff would be pointless after all. We can deal with it later if needed.” With that Slade would start walking towards the main office building. Looking for all the world like just another guardian here to drop off his charge. He wasn’t wearing the staff uniform after all, just a simple white button up, a pair of khakis and his dress shoes.
 
The double takes would keep happening however, even a few of the older students would do such. Still, no one would approach, partially out of disbelief, partially because Slade was walking like he knew where he was going. Which was the case. In short order the two of them are standing at the main reception desk. A brief conversation with the receptionist later, one made easier by the woman being one of the few who doesn’t seem to care who Slade is, and both of them have small stacks of papers to fill out.

It isn’t until a few minutes into filling out the paperwork that a voice interrupts them. “This begins to answer a great many questions” The voice, aged and stern, but not lacking for vitality comes from a rather strict looking older woman. One who is standing only a handful of feet away. She is a bit on the taller side for her gender standing at about five foot six.  Her gray hair is pulled up into a high bun and she is wearing an almost completely black pants suit with a comfortable pair of flats. The only spot of color was H.A.E.Y.P.’s crest on her right shoulder. Her light blue, almost ice colored, eyes were trained onto Jinny despite her statement sounding more directed at Slade.

“I would be worried if it didn’t Headmistress” Slade would reply, not even looking up from the papers in front of him. “Jinayah, this is Headmistress Kane.” He would go on gesturing towards the woman off handedly “Founder and proprietor of this academy and Darkway prep. As well as headmistress of H.A.E.Y.P.” He would introduce still filling out the paperwork. Not seeming to care if he was insulting the person who was to become his boss.

The Headmistress herself didn’t seem to take any offense to his behavior either, content to watch Jinny instead. “Welcome to my academy  Jinayah.” She would greet instead, offering the younger girl a small nod of acknowledgement, though she kept her hands crossed behind her back. “I suspect it will be more to your liking compared to most schools thus far. Are there any classes in particular that you are looking forward to?” She would ask politely though her voice didn’t lose it’s stern tone, she did sound honest in her curiosity though.