Looking down at the eevee- Serenity- Treize smiled. Then, hearing an excess of ranting and cursing, he turned around, frowning, and shook his head with a sigh. Despite many of the participants being years older than him, he couldn't help but feel that he was still more mature than all of them combined. They all seemed like they were absolutely and completely deranged, and they scared the heck out of him. Casey seemed to obviously think just what he did. Come on, these people were brandishing swords and yelling at ridiculous volumes. Well, only one had a sword, and the rest were actually speaking with fairly reasonable noise levels, but still.

Looking away, he checked his watch. He was really desperate to get out of close quarters with these people. Looking for something to catch his attention (not that there wasn't anything to do so, really), he saw some more civil conversations going on. He considered trying to join in, but that would've just been awkward. Instead, he tried identifying small details throughout the place. There was a... Really? A discoloured magnemite? Wow. That was rather unexpected. Next he identified the title of a book someone was reading, some science textbook that he recognised. It was actually pretty old, and contained some inaccurate information. It was still pretty reliable, though. He checked his watch again. Only a couple minutes had passed. Naturally. He was bored, and things were taking forever. Why the heck did life have to do that? Sighing, he pulled out a book of his own about music theory. The truth was, he had no patience for it. He just played the notes of the dang page. Why did it matter what made it sound good? Thumbing through the pages to where he was, he sat cross legged on the floor, reading his book.