Private Finished Background Checks

Like the predator he was born to be, Reen was on the prowl.

His face was set in his usual scowl, eyes slowly panning across the campus grounds. Just from looking at him, it would be an easy mistake to think that he was expecting some kind of trouble. His body was like a coiled spring, tense, ready to leap into action.

However, he didn't, he was simply frustrated as usual.

After the 'prank' incident from a few weeks back, Reen had found himself much more busy. A student being assaulted on campus could easily be considered a failure on his part as a security guard. The administrative staff hadn't blamed him, especially as the student in question was unharmed in the end. But with the DSU pushing for more action on the academy's part, Reen had found himself roaming around the campus even more then he usually would be, keeping his eyes out on the student body, making sure no one else was causing any trouble.

Fortunately for the school, things had been quiet since then. Aside from the occasional delinquent that tried to sneak out of class, none of the more rowdy students had wanted to risk starting shit on the campus. Unfortunately for Reen, this meant that he spent a lot of time doing a whole lot of nothing. He felt himself getting ansty, his primal urges always at the back of his mind, and with his extra responsibilties, he never had a chance to go work them out. This had left him feeling more than a little pent up.

So, he roamed the campus, looking around, eyeing the occasional student he walked pass, until he spotted something unfamiliar. A giant pair of black wings attached to a small woman. Such a thing wasn't that unusual, especially on Manta Carlos, but with all the watching he'd been doing, Reen had a pretty good grasp on who was usually found in the school and who wasn't. He figured an unfamilar face was worth investigating, it was his job after all.

He approached her from behind, standing at his full height, looming over the young woman.

"Hey, you." He said, his deep, gravelly voice coming out as a growl. "You have business at the academy?"

@lee

Reen looked down at her with his usual glare, his expression unmoving as her wings jerked up and her books dropped from her hands. He was an intimidating man, he knew this, often used it to his advantage. He hadn't actually intended to have such an effect on the young woman, but at this point, he was so used to people freaking out around him that he didn't even bother trying to correct his behaviour.

"Teacher, right." He spoke, tone flat, neutral. He vaguely recalled an announcement that the school would be receiving a new teacher soon, but hadn't paid much attention to it. His mind had been very preoccupied.

"Well then, you got a name?" He asked, crossing his arms in front of him, the motion pulling his suit jacket up a little bit. Though he didn't quite realise it, it was just high enough for him to reveal the holster he wore, the handle of his gun just visible at his side.

Jia An, somewhere in the back of his head he remembered that name. He supposed that confirmed that this was the one he'd heard about.

"Reen." He said, simply. "Campus security."

Aside from his threatening stature, Reen didn't exactly look like a security officer. His appearance was shabby, face in need of a shave, hair poorly groomed. He didn't have any noticeable uniform, and his suit looked old and cheap enough to be second hand.

Still stern-faced as ever, he slowly bent down to pick up one of the books she'd dropped, holding it out in front of him for her to take. He realised he should probably avoid doing anything that would cause a commotion with her. The last thing he needed was the administration hearing that he had freaked out the new teacher.

"Pretty jumpy for a teacher, aren't you?" He noted, unfortunately his attempt at restraint didn't keep him from being blunt. "You're gonna need to work on that."

With the sort of the shenanigans, some of the rowdier students pulled, someone like her would probably look like easy pickings. Part of his statement was out of concern, though most of it was him thinking it'd make his job harder.

Not only was she new the academy, but new the island as well. Reen had spent his entire time outside the narrow reality, he'd seen a lot of unnatural things. Killed and eaten a bunch of them as well. He wondered briefly how little she knew, those wings would have made it difficult to maintain the veil without having some passing information, he figured.

"Yeah well, as long as you behave yourself in the academy lab you won't have to worry about that here either." He grumbled back, not particularly bothered by the sass. He was about to continue, say that she didn't need to worry about that now either before leaving her to go on her way, but then she made her offer before she could.

He frowned to himself, before actually considering it. On the one hand, Reen was cranky enough without having to play babysitter to the new teacher. Acclimatising people to the supernatural elements on the island was not his job. But on the other hand, he was tired, hadn't been sleeping well, and bored or staring at the scenery. He could sit down for a moment and have some coffee without the school burning itself to the ground. Hopefully.

"Yeah, sure. Why not?" He said.

[All good, don't worry about it lol]

The Campus had its own little cafe, but Reen didn't really spend much time there. He was already an antisocial man by himself, and the rest of the staff members caught onto that pretty fast, so they usually gave him a wide berth. Aside from going there to pick up a cup and leave, he had little reason to hang around. Actually being asked to accompany someone was unusual, actually agreeing even more so.

He grunted in affirmation, hands digging into his pockets, gesturing his head along the path as he turned to walk. "Lead on, then."

As they went, he seemed to watch her out of the corner of his eye, sizing her up. She didn't seem quite as shaken as she'd seemed moments ago, but she still looked skittish, flighty, almost vulnerable. Somewhere in the back of his mind it stirred up his natural instincts, reminded him of his past, reminded him of the sort of prey he used to hunt.

It made him feel hungry.

As soon as he realised the thoughts were in his head he banished them right away. That's not who he was anymore, he wasn't an animal, an animal couldn't live in this world he was now apart of.

He focused on other details instead, noticing how her wings seemed to clip into the ground. Seemed there was a little more going on there than it first appeared.

"So, those real?" He asked, bluntly, gesturing to the wings.