Mura stayed sat back, listening to the slightly interesting information that Mitsuko was giving. More information on the ghosts, as well as some sort of little activity they would all participate in. A ghost hunt, which actually sounded promising given the presidents track record. If anything, it would make a good chance to get away from her brother for the night. But it would mean one more night without pay... Choices, choices. But then her train of thought was cut short by the idiots fight beginning over again. Charles seemed to have it out for everyone, and it only seemed right to put him in his place. She turned and looked straight at him with a look of [i]don't worry, I'll kill you slow. Promise![/i].
[b]"Oi, Tweedledumbass. Would you mind shutting the hell up? There are some people here who might want to listen to this thing, even if it is kinda boring. No offence. But if YOU want some broken bones I'll be happy to lend you some, you damn dog."[/b] she called across the room in her light but agitated tone. She may not have had a very loud or imposing voice, but something like that would sure as hell make someone at least consider their options of pain before replying. 

After yelling at the boy from the back as best she could, she turned towards the president who was likely looking a little disappointed with the fighting. 
[b]"Uh, prez. Should I get my guardian to sign the waiver if my parents aren't around?"[/b] she asked in a quieter tone. The whole personal issues thing wasn't exactly her strong point, and she tended to get a little shy when talking about those types of things even in private. This time was a lot worse, as she was in a room with a bunch of people she didn't know but who probably knew of her. This was evident in the way she ended her sentence, becoming quieter as she finished the question. Then she glanced around to see if anyone was giving her odd or imposing looks. Things were off to a great start...