Drummond sat at his desk, adjusting his spectacles briefly as he continued to pour over the last of articles he'd intended to finish up before classes started. His work at St. Catherine's kept him from legitimate academia, but he didn't particularly mind...his opportunities here had been more than satisfactory and the...work...kept him more than happy. Still, he kept up when he could...it didn't hurt to keep your finger in the game, after all.<br/><br/>The room, of course, was fairly simple. His desk was large, made of teak, and extremely heavy, stained so dark it was nearly black. The students desks were minimal and lined up regimentally across the room. The only clock was on Drummond's desk and it faced him. The board behind him was a chalkboard, rather than the more common whiteboards of today...Drummond had insisted, for very important reasons, that there be a chalkboard in his room.<br/><br/>The item that most people looked at when they entered his room, however, was the rack of canes that rested beside his desk. Each was what appeared to be a walking stick of a different thickness...near the bottom was a thick, sturdy looking mahogany cane. Near the top was a slim, black cane that looked much more dapper and delicate. There were four others, each of a varying length. The unknowing commented on Drummond's fine collection of walking sticks.<br/><br/>The knowing shied away, well aware of what those "walking sticks" found their use in.<br/><br/>With a brief yawn, Drummond stood up, taking his spectacles off and dropping them on the desk. Cracking his neck, the professor stretched...and then paused. Were those footsteps? Odd. The only other person he knew would be in the building right now would be Mercer...that dirty old bastard...but those weren't Mercer's footsteps. They were light...probably a woman, Drummon guessed. Perhaps Du Pain needed something? Or one of the other women. Idly, he picked up a cane from the middle of the rack...he never went anywhere without one...tucked it under his arm, and moved to the door, opening and stepping into the hallway to see who was there.