Slade let out a softly amused huff as he looked at the seemingly innocent Bookshelf before him. It was the second time he had done so, though the first time had been when he was reading over the teacher’s informational packet he had been given when he had finished signing all of the paper work.

Amongst that paper work had been a dossier on the ‘hidden’ rooms of the school. Locations, how to access them, and a short primer on what the rooms were. Had he not been given the list; Slade would have given him maybe a week before he found a majority of them. Or at least found the one’s like where he was headed.

The notecard that had been stuck in the last few pages of his information packet had been simple 

"Staff mixer, 10 pm, Lounge Theta. BYOB."

And really Slade had nothing better to do tonight. Might as well introduce himself to those he was now working alongside.

But back to its hidden nature, the reason he had let out an amused huff, and the reason he was so sure he would have found it.

He was currently in the library, a few rows deep, with no clear sightlines to or from this position. Which meant when he reached out to the book titled [u]Easy Speaking 101[/u] and used it to tap out a short sequence while it was still shelved, no one was able to witness the shelf swing back into the wall, revealing a hidden passage way.

[i]‘Still the same sense of humor.’[/i] He would muse as he walked in, the shelf closing behind him. This wasn’t the only entrance to Lounge Theta, but he was aware that this was the entrance that had to be used first to get keyed into the other entrances.

As Lounge Theta was, for all intents and purposes, the staff bar. Oh, it wasn’t called that, and Slade knew that the Headmistress would never admit to it. But that’s what it was. Though considering its location, just off the hearts of campus, with multiple entrances and exits there was a few other uses that it was build for.

But in times of peace, it was for relaxation and mingling, and in this line of work that mostly meant drinking. And the logistics of where to place such amenities that could also work as a secondary command center were limited. Had to be central enough to be of use, but not too central as to be obvious. But he had been taught well, to say nothing of knowing the habits of the designer of this particular place already.

A short hallway, and a flight of stairs later. Slade was walking though the door way, and past a wall of sound, into Lounge Theta. He was, perhaps not the last to arrive, but he also clearly wasn’t the first. Plenty of others staff members were already occupying the large room. The mixer in full swing, with music and conversations aplenty. Enough so that no one really noticed his arrival. Not that he cared just yet.

He made his way through the room with ease, heading towards the bar counter that currently had no tender, and a wide array of different drink choice laid out on top of it. The spoils that everyone else had so far brought. Slade himself added a 32 case of beer and a bottle of top shelf whisky to the mix before turning around to more accurately survey the room.

Nabbing one of the cans he brought he would set to drifting through the party for the moment. Something easier to do then expected, as out of his Tac gear he wasn’t all that attention grabbing. At least not when compared to those with much more active expression of Meta genes.