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Upon seeing the new girl arrive, Casper couldn't help but sip his drink and focused on the conversation taking place in front of him. She was talking to the instructor who had been with the students in the danger room, and apparently this girl was supposed to have been there but didn't arrive. What was it? She overslept? Damn, Casper's mom would have had his head if he overslept. It was perhaps not the first thought going through a person's head when laying eyes on him but behind that [i]'Gives not shit'[/i] exterior of his was a very disciplined boy. He was always on time, never late and was a perfectionist to an almost clinical level. Everything always had to be in order, everything had to be in its place and it [i]had[/i] to be tidy at all times. If there was one thing Casper couldn't handle, there were a few, but if there was one thing in particular that Casper couldn't handle, it was someone that was messy. He didn't expect others to be on time and he didn't expect good results from whatever they were doing, an incredibly cynical approach, but it was what it was. Casper didn't expect anything from anyone anymore because he was bound to be disappointed if he did, like he had been so many times in the past. However, when it came to where he [i]slept[/i], he demanded a tidy room, expectations be damned. Actually, Casper had his own room. It was probably the smallest one in the house, something that used to be a walk in closet. It could only fit one person and since he was probably the smallest little shit around, he was granted the reconstructed and remodeled room. It was located right next to the other dorm rooms, though before the mansion became a school, it was never intended to have a bed in it. 

Breaking free from the thoughts he so often lost himself in, Casper's attention turned back to this girl Miranda as the teacher left. He had to admit, there was something charming about her. Yes, she was late and she obviously lacked discipline but her aura, her personality, they spoke to the boy in a way he couldn't understand. She was just, well, in lack of better words, she was just rather [i]cool.[/i] They had come into the cafeteria just as Casper said hello to Flower Power and Danny never got a chance to respond before the other two came in. 

So this was a student who was supposed to be in their little crew of misfits. How many other people were late or just didn't show up? Just how big was this group? [color=6ecff6][i]"She appears to be unlike all the others. I never expected to be thrown into a group of over sensitive, fragile eggshells of people...but this girl appears to be a bit different from the rest..."[/i][/color] One shouldn't be too hard on any of them, though. Casper had lived an incredibly comfortable life with two parents that loved him and a little brother who always stood by his side. Casper had the ideal family, something most people here couldn't even dream of. A lot of them had been abused, hit, tortured and cast aside like vermin because of who they were. It made more than a little sense to see them sensitive and fragile. They were all exhausted from what they had been through and Casper knew that it was unfair to assume anything of them, even less so judging them. [color=6ecff6][i]"I feel sorry for the bunch, I really do...dunno' how much of their crap I could have handled...I'm just worried about how much of that shit will spill out in the face of danger. If one of us messes up, we all do..."[/i][/color] This place was supposed to teach the fragile people within its walls to grow thick skin and stand against the cruelty of reality. No matter how abused a person's been, no matter the hell they came from and no matter the darkness they had been chained to, the academy was there to rebuild them and their sense of self. [color=6ecff6][i]"Fuckin' hell...instead of complainin', at least I can try to help these poor eggs to hatch into chickens...right?"[/i][/color] Taking another sip of his drink, Casper looked at Miranda with his large brown eyes analysing her intently. Due to the wet strands of hair still atop his head, his bangs covered most of his eyes but he barely noticed it anymore. [color=6ecff6]"Hi."[/color] The boy repeated the same greeting once more but just as he did, he noticed yet another couple walking into the cafeteria. It was Conner and his girlfriend Kimberly. 

[color=6ecff6]"Sleepin' instead of workin', huh...?"[/color] The boy grinned a bit before he took a bite of his sandwich. His voice was quiet, yet light as would be expected from a boy his age. One could perhaps find some sense of serenity in his vocals, as calm and confidant as they were. [color=6ecff6]"Casper..."[/color] He nodded slightly before motioning towards Danny. [color=6ecff6]"Flower Power..."[/color]