Leon Dalmascer
Entering his room that he saw more as a glorified prison cell Leon went around grabbing his clothes and tossing them into a small bag. "No need to leave anything here I doubt we'll have a chance to return." He said closing his bag and exiting slamming his door shut before running to the end of the hall and leaping out the window and grabing an out stretched branch that allowed him to swing down landing safely on the grass below. 'That trainer would have a fit if he saw me do that not that it matters now he won't be seeing me for afew years.' Adjusting his clothes Leon made his way to where every one would meet.