Being one of the last people to arrive to their designed dorms, Claude had little to no idea who he'd be rooming with, aside from the retarded teammates from before. 

Truly, the words from before had reached to his pride and he had been out all day training. 

While it certainly wasn't his job to protect everybody else, it was his job to make sure everyone was dead by the time any mission, or trial. 

Claude entered the room in his usual fashion. By kicking the door and making most people turn their heads to him. For once, the man wasn't wearing his sunglasses and instead of his coat, he was wearing a sleeveless white shirt. 

He had just taken a bath and felt like resting some. 

[color=brown][b]"What, ya all are already here? Well, nice to meet the other dudes and... hello, other retards."[/b][/color] The man yawned and walked to his own bed. 

He wasn't really going to sleep yet, and he would readily talk with anyone that came near him, but perhaps the fact that he always seemed kind of wild made it kind of hard for people to approach him.