It didn’t seem like Casper and Diego had much in common but their conversation was a well rounded one and pleasant, in lack of better words. The more Casper talked with the other boy, the nicer and kinder he turned out to be. ‘[i]And you thought he was in a gang…’[/i] Perhaps he had been, but one’s past didn’t matter, right? The only thing that matters is where you’re going. He never laughed at the smaller boy as he expressed his failure in the arts of music which was honestly a sweet gesture. Perhaps Casper had indeed played the guitar the wrong way, he probably had. If Diego said so, it was probably true, given the fact that Casper’s knowledge of instruments was less than naught. 

“Oh uhm…” The boy looked down scratching the back of his head. What was he at the academy for? Of course it was to get his certification, but Casper honestly had perfect control over his powers so it wasn't like he needed to learn how to master them. There was a [i]lot[/i] to develop, however. He wouldn’t say no to some physical training either, given the fact that he had signed up for Adam’s class. That man was offering some very interesting classes. “Well…” Casper looked up again, placing his hands on his thigh as he spoke. “I want the NEST thing…” He began. “And…I’m getting a normal education, too.” All the core subjects were a must for him. After all, Casper left school to go here so he might as well fill his days with an actual education, he’d need it. “And Blackmore’s class…” He nodded. 

What exactly did ‘combat training’ entail? Casper was a competent marksman, he’d give himself that much, but was it not honestly a waste of time to teach him martial arts? Even if he was a master martial artist, his size and physical weakness would be an enormous handicap not worth overcoming. He wasn’t interested in doing that, either. He just wanted to grow a spine and learn how to face danger like someone worthwhile. 

It was safe to say that both boys were pulled out of their conversation once a hulking mass of flesh decided to walk by. ‘[i]That’s the teacher…’ [/i]Casper thought quietly for himself. [i]‘What the hell has happened to him…?’ [/i]The mere sight of this man…thing…sent shivers up the boy’s spine. Could something even look like that? Well, yes. That question was answered rather easily, but [i]why[/i]. Something must have happened because no one could give birth to [i]that[/i]. At this point, Casper threw the ‘don’t be judgemental’ thought out the window. It wasn’t human to just see [i]that[/i] and roll with it without a second thought. It wasn’t like Casper was going to run away or try to harm him or anything. 

“Th-that’s one of the teachers…” He gulped, motioning towards Ruben as he turned his sights to Diego. “I…I don’t remember his name…” He had seen that other boy assist Ruben, however. Funny, he didn’t remember the names of the two most unique people at the academy. That was just sad.