This just wasn't going the work. There was no way Blanc was going to wear that uniform. He would rather take on ten life times worth of debt. Dropping crumpled uniform on the floor, Blanc shoved the badge necklace into his pocket and left the room, the door automatically locked behind him. Walking down the corridors of the security dorms, Blanc eventually found himself standing in front of a large steel door, with a scanner on attached. Figuring that he might as well try, Blanc swiped his student ID and waited to see if he what would happen......... ACCESS DENIED. It seemed that it wasn't going to be that simple. Taking the security badge out of his pocket, Blanc swiped it over the scanner........ ACCESS GRANTED. The sound of several mechanical locks opening followed, after a few moments the door creaked open.
Inside was what appeared to be an armory, it was filled with gear that was just begging to "go missing". That was the plan, but inside was a behemoth of a man who appeared to be taking inventory. "Ah youngin', close the door will ya? And come av' a seat, I've bin' meanin' to talk to ya'. So you the one that Realmor fellow said would be comin'? Startin' today you one of us, that means you'll get some' privileges, dont abuse them. The man seemed to be a gentle giant at first glance, but Blanc remembered what Realmor had told him. If this giant got angry it would be the end of him. "Names Roth by the way, already know yours so no need introducin' yourself. Blanc, is that like Spanish?..... Im jokin', I know it aint Spanish. So lets get to the point, eres' your starting gear. I take inventory daily so if anyting' goes missin' there be hell to raise gottit'?" Roth handed him a variety of equipment, but none of it seemed rather useful. "Do I get handcuffs, or at least zip ties? Cant really apprehend anyone without a way to restrain them." Roth just shook his head and went back to taking inventory. Well, at least it was better than nothing.