[right][h3][color=98FB98]CASEY HARPER[/color][/H3][/RIGHT]

As the group began reading through their copies of Star Wars, Casey had to hold back his amazement as no other than Richard came to sit down among them. Surely this wasn’t actually happening? Hadn’t Casey just rudely instructed someone who was beating the kid up to break his stupid wand? It would assume Gandalf here hadn’t heard. Either that or the kid was just extremely desperate to make friends, no matter what they had done to him in the past. Whatever the reason was, Casey didn’t care.  He neglected to say anything to the kid however as the lesson progressed, although the fairy made sure to appear bored or irritated every time the guy read a line. 

Other than the inclusion of Richard, Casey enjoyed the lesson, with the sound of the bell briefly filling him with a small amount of disappointment. Realizing that his next lesson was the A.R.C., the fey slowed his actions, planning on delaying his journey to the simulation session in some sort of half-assed protest. He filled his messenger bag with his new book, saying a short, silent goodbye to his future role on the cover, Darth Vader, as he did so. Bidding goodbye to both Tanya and Mari, he made his way out of the room and down the corridor behind the rest of the student horde heading towards the A.R.C.

Luckily the rain had now stopped, despite how emotional Freddie was probably feeling at this point. Casey made his way swiftly through the school despite this though, just in case another downpour started. Striding into the A.R.C.’s foyer, the green haired teen began to dart his eyes around the room, attempting to hone in on a familiar face. Catching site of that all so familiar yellow umbrella, Casey’s heart skipped a beat. Smiling, he crept forward, his bare feet masking his approach with silence. As he approached, Casey listened in as she spoke, recognising the Galiac language instantly.

“Well that pretty much excludes everyone from this dump.” Casey interrupted, moving around Mailsi’s left side and flashing her a smile once they were face to face. 

Glancing around the room at all the fellow students, Casey too began to internally wish the same thing his friend had. He hated the majority of these sessions as it was. He wouldn’t be able to take getting placed on a team with one of Corrigan’s less gifted students as even if the games were trash, it was always nice winning. Hopefully he’d be placed with people he actually liked. Like Mailsi.

“How was…um…whatever you just had?” Casey asked awkwardly, attempting to both keep up a decent conversation, as well as remember his friend’s time table. “Theatre was a bore.” Lie. “Had Richard come and join us. Urgh.”