The Second Meeting (Rhett/Open)

Rhett had just left the Pillar's Office, having left Knuckles a report on some of the minor events that he'd witnessed over the last couple weeks. There was plenty of shit going down, but Rhett still had become a little bored in his short time as Second Pillar. Sure, there was plenty of action with the Lightning gang and random attacks on the school, but Rhett had taken a more informative role. In most ways, it was his fault he was bored.

Rounding the corner, Rhett would immmediately notice that someone was leaning against his locker a ways down the hall. A near silent sigh would escape his lips as he quickly made out who it was. It was the goodie two shoes named Steven Rosett, and Rhett didn't feel like 'helping' anybody today. Still, he'd maintained a style since he became Pillar, and it was probably a good idea to maintain it.

Coming up to the set of lockers where his was, he would place the thick notebook he was carrying under his right armpit and look at Steven with his natural stoic glare. It was probably a change from what Steven was used to, since he was different from their first meeting, but he didn't act as much now that he was settled. "Mr. Rosett... What can I do for you?"

Steven was straight to the point which was fine by Rhett. The question was simple enough, but Rhett's true answer wouldn't be something that Steven, or the masses, would respect. He wanted unparalleled access to his new school, as well as allies that could fill any weaknesses he may have personally had. He found allies first, and that happened to lead to the Pillarship. Good planning and chance led him to where he was.

"It's not really a random question, but one that's answer isn't easily put into words..." He'd pause as he was finally able to get into his locker: placing the notebook he had been carrying on top of a large stack of similar notebooks sitting in the upper part of his locker. Shutting and locking his locker, he'd turn to lean his back against the locker before continuing. "I want to find the things people try to keep hidden in this school, and being a Pillar opens a few doors that were otherwise locked."

This probably wasn't the answer that Steven was looking, but Rhett gave it to him as straight as he was going to get it. Letting out of huff of air through his nostrils, he'd look over at Steven with that same look in his eyes. "Not the most chivalrous of reasons, but I plan to do something about these issues if and when I get some concrete information." No, his plans were far from chivalrous, but at least the way he worded it made it seem like it was for the betterment of the school.

"Why, am I unworthy of this 'great honor' that's bestowed upon me?" A viable question, with a bit of sarcasm in regard to his title. He didn't care about the Pillarship, and was positive that someone would inevitably take the title, so it was simply something that he would utilize while he possessed it. So many others wanted it just for the name, to brag about it, and that wasn't Rhett. He had never covetted the Pillarship, and probably never would.

Rhett was messing with Steven a bit, but it hadn't been the first time he'd done so. This was indeed their second meeting, and Rhett was well aware of the massive difference in their personalities. There would probably never be a true even ground found between the two, but Rhett could act like they were on the same page. After all, he was playing the role of a protector of the school.

The others could handle actually enforcing the 'rules' that had been set by either the School Captain or the Headmaster while Rhett did surveilance. He'd done his best to help out those that really needed it as well, but in his own way. Steven may or may not have cared, but Rhett tried to make it matter. If not to his associate, than to the rest of the populace.

Steven's comments about Pillars in his past school caught Rhett's attention a bit. "This is my first experience with the Pillar System, myself, but my last school..." He'd go off into thought for a moment, remembering the last intense moments he spent around his old school. Those secrets would remain buried for as long as he could keep them buried. "... Lets just say they could've used something like the Pillars in my last school."

Rhett was never much for sharing anything, especially about his past, but that didn't mean he wouldn't hint at it. As long as things were vague enough for him to remain an enigma in people's eyes, he was perfectly fine with giving them a little bit to chew on. "I do believe 552's system needs some work, if not the whole system in general, but for now I'm just a misshapened cog in an otherwise working machine."