"I don't really spend my time on things as primal as violence. Unless someone pisses me off enough, of course."<br/><br/>Verity was about to correct him and explain that it was actually Beethoven's fourth, when a new voice interrupted her. She stopped playing, sighing a bit as she closed the cover of the piano. "Verity. I'm from I.N.S.M.A.A.G., by the way."<br/><br/>As the guy sat down at the bench, she stood up casually and moved to lean against the piano. God, this was starting to feel a bit awkward. That was when she noticed something odd about the room.<br/><br/>Back at the school, every room had had a picture of the Dux that the students would face when they said their pledges. They'd been told it was absolutely required to have one in every room of every house or building, no exceptions. But these walls, lined with bookshelves and novels, bore no such image.<br/><br/>"That's weird," She said, partially to herself, then continued speaking to the others, in case she were missing something. "They don't have a picture of the Dux. Where do they do their pledges?"