[i]The door opened, though much more noticeably to people inside, brass jingled behind he who entered. The Marshal wandered into the building, having heard of its goal beforehand. He definitely wasn't opposed to the idea of people learning to defend themselves, considering Dojoville Police was useless and people needed to get their shit together in his eyes. So he walked up to the front desk, clicking his heel off the ground to make a noise not too unlike that of a bell. [/i]