An Important Address: A Sword More Dangerous Than a Man?

On his way to the Death Room before making this important address with his new-found friend, Martyn went home to change into some formal attire. He wore the same clothes when he attended the formal. A pale red shirt covered by a black dress jacket and bowtie with black slacks. Tonight had been busy. He held the briefcase that contained items that could endanger a whole nation with a single touch. Only he understood the true devastating power they held, a lonely burden. He nervously went to grab the skull adorned knocker, and hesitated. He was about to enter the room with one of the strongest beings in the country. Had he ever thought to kill someone becasue they've disappointed him, or even just for fun? He had no idea what to expect he'd only been around for about a week.

Simon had also popped into a 24 hour gym to take a shower and change. Then he came strait to the school. Seeing Martín hesitate at the handle he reached up and thudded it against the door. " Ready? "

He suddenly was having seconds thought s on the whole new-found friend idea. "I guess I don't really have a choice now, do I?"

" Hey we flew all the way here instead of calling the reaper, why don't we finish the trip? "

"Regardless the pain, I suppose your right." Now he couldn't wait to end this, and pushed the door open, marching inside.