Redd knew from the minute he saw the carriage that brought him to the schools that he would love it here. Just the place for a person like him. He had no possessions, save his clothes and so, unlike the others, he had no suitcase. 'Travel light' he thought as he boarded the carriage, sitting in the corner as far from any other students as he could. He didn't like anyone touching them. The moisture on their skin might set him off and he didn't like making bad first impressions.<br/><br/>He took the map and key he was given quickly and silently, only admiring the intricate bone handle for a few seconds.  He followed the others, not quite sure where he was going. When he walked into the dining hall, the first thing he noticed was the wood.<em> 'So ready to burn...'</em>he thought, but he knew he shouldn't. Old habits die hard, but they had to die.  The second thing he noticed was a redhead sitting against one of the walls. He liked redheads, but then again he liked anything that stood out. He sat near enough to her to keep track of her reactions, but just far enough away to not cause suspicion. He waited with the others, impatiently fiddling with his fingers as he sat.<br/><br/>As soon as the room turned silent, he smiled and then frowned. While the silence was welcome, it was unusual. He looked around with the others, but saw nothing. However, when he heard the ominous words of the headteacher, he shivered. "Welcome, students. Welcome to Heathen's." Up until this point, Redd wasn't aware the place had a name. He usually glazed over stuff like that.<br/><br/>For the rest of the speech, he listened but not really taking anything in. At least, not until he heard the words "Take this seriously or this experience will kill you. And I'll be close at hand to personally take you to the other side." He felt as if he had heard those exact words before. A strange and unsettling feeling of déjà vu ran through Redd as he sat there.<br/><br/>He sat through the other speeches, still feeling peculiar from those words. He thought that if he kept his mind of it, it would pass... but he couldn't get his mind off it, not until the oath. He watched others stand and fall, crying and screaming. He smiled the whole way through, looking forward to his turn. That was what was weird, he was looking forward to the pain. He stood, speaking calmly and clearly.<em>"I swear to Heresy and Heathen's this Academy built on liars, cheats, fakes, bastards, demons, devils, monsters, creatures, aberrations and more. I pledge my soul to this building and all within it. I pledge my body and mind to the exploits of pure malevolence and trickery, to crush those weaker than myself and destroy those who should not be in this place with us. I pledge myself to Heathen's Academy for Despicable Villainy."</em>Throughout the oath, Redd shivers. Clenching his fist as tears fall from his cheek, past his wide grin.<br/><br/>At the end of the oath, Redd walks shakily back to his seat, panting heavily. "That... Was sore..." he thought to himself, flinching as his arm brushes against his side.