<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Headmistress to Ran </span><br/><br/>Jayden was minding her own business when an alarm went off letting her know that someone entered her museum. “Well this is the first challenge of the year... Already up to no good or perhaps an honest mistake.” She tells herself. Whatever the problem she claps her hands in excitement knowing that this was a chance for her, to show the whomever that she meant the words that she spoke earlier. She waves her hand and her red suit become a pitch black. She straightens her suit and then walks off towards her museum. She recalled the items that were in the room, her past. A past drenched in violence and of blood. It took her a few minutes to get to the museum. She touches the door and smiles, “It has been ages since I have been in this room.” She tells herself.<br/><br/>She waves her hand and the force field goes off and then went inside and she looks at all her armor sets and weapons. She walks to her spartan armor and she runs her hands up and down the bronze chest plate, she then touches her Lakonia sword, “Well I remember the days where I used you to kill Persians. You got bloody.” She says laughing. She then went to the steel samurai armor and touches the katana, “You my friend were a blast... I wore you when Sun Tzu wrote The Art of War... Smart man.” She says out loud.<br/><br/>She turns away from the two armor sets and looks around. “To whoever is in here, I am going to assume you getting here was an accident.” She calls out. She wasn’t mad at all as she waited, she thought about whether the room should be made private. After all she figured that it could be a way for her students to get to know her.