The Exiled

Knocking on the door once with his knuckle, the Exiled then kicked through the door, easily snapping off the hinges at the corner before sending the giant chunk of metal and glass flying forward as it crashed into the receptionist's desk and bent. The receptionist reacted immediately as she punched through the door from a seated position, preventing further damage.

'Oh hey, Z!' The Exiled waved his hand and smiled at the receptionist, 'long time no see! I hope you are well enough to be killed by me!'

'You.....' The receptionist's eyes opened wide as she glanced down at the intruder. The man with long blond hair, the body, and face of a model with a tall nose, deep eyes, and a chiseled jawline.....he was the talk of the town for boys and girls alike when he first entered. Handsome as always, yet deadly dangerous, the Exiled stepped forward and grabbed onto the jaw of the receptionist with such speed and poise that she was not able to respond in time.