#alionamongsheep

With his new goal in mind, Kaldur set his thoughts of leaving the Great Hall without getting noticed. The Ravenclaws were the only ones who haven't arrived yet, most likely due to them having the farthest from the Hall dorms, but once they do, the doors will be shut until a teacher comes by to unlock them. This was his chance.

Tula is going to kill me.

With that cheery thought in mind, he casually walked around the edge of the giant room, an air of inspection around him. To any casual onlooker, he was simply the Head Boy making sure that everything was going according to the policy. Absently adjusting his badge, he took in the Gryffindor house. Pale eyes roamed over the students, stopping to rest on a particular red haired teenager.

Wallace West, just as the rumours stated, was roaming about his peers, chatting amicably. At least, that's what it seemed like. Looking at Wally, Kaldur's mind drifted to Dick Grayson, the second part of the inseparable duo. Whenever it wasn't classes, it seemed like those two were always together.

Shaking his head to clear it, he chided himself mentally, You have a mission.

Taking a breath, he continued on his round. Finally reaching the door, he paused to make sure no one was paying too much attention to him. Due to his unique body, he already stood out more than he wanted to in these gatherings. 

With one more satisfactory glance, he slipped out of the Great Hall almost running into the approaching group of Ravenclaws.