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Bell watched silently as a little fight started to break out below. While she only got glimpses of it, she saw one of her comrades literally threw one of the others to the floor. It sounded like it was painful too, especially sense she felt the vibration of it from the second floor. The blonde one who tossed the masked boy introduced herself as Sheila Vixen. It was obvious that this wasn't the kind of girl you wanted to mess with. Though shortly after one of her other roommates came up the stairs while she was distracted with the others. Bell jumped a little as a boy with red hair entered the side of her vision. " E..Evening..." She quickly replied as the boy went to his own room. Being around the one person was enough to send her back to her room quickly before anyone else came.

Eventually when the sun started to rise, so did Bell. Her eyes fluttered open and she rose up out of her bed. Stretching her arms above her she then let out a big yawn. One thing she could say was that she was extremely comfortable. The bed was comfy to the point where she wanted to stay in it for ever. Though her body tended to force her out of bed every morning and there wasn't much that she could do about it. She had changed into large tank top that went to her knees to sleep in the night before. However she didn't even bother to change into normal clothes before heading down stairs for break fast.

As Bell was making her way down the stairs, she noticed Sheila heading straight out the dorm with cup of coffee in hand. Guess she had somewhere to be. The aroma of the omelettes filled her nose as she found a place on one of the bar stools. "Potatoes sound lovely." She replied to the red haired cook before letting out a big yawn. Apparently the girl was tired to the point of not remembering that she hadn't even introduced herself to the other nor heard any of their names. Though her dreariness as very apparently as she wobbled around on the stool not being able to keep perfectly balanced.

Miles body chucked forward a bit, as he was sitting on the bench at the bar. "The hell?" He would mumbled out to see the wicked witch Shiella awoken. He would watch her, and was about to repeat last night all over again. But Shiela had left the dorm, leaving Miles to shake his head. Man, why she gotta pick on me? He would think to himself, when he was the reason for leading her on to their dispute. Miles would then watch Zack cook, as he was anticipating some food to be dissolve in his stomach. When Zack gave a plate to Caelum, his hand wood swoop, and take a piece from it. In which Miles would turn to him, and give a simple nod, as if Caelum had offer it.

His head would tilt back, and he would slowly lower the piece of the omelet into his mouth. Well, the fold of his mask, and was sucked in by his mouth. As he had chewed the substance that Zack had made in his mouth, he would look over to the new girl with the sniper from last night. Well they were all new, but he hasn't seen her face that much yesterday. After Caelum would introduce himself, Miles would blurt out, "Yo, why y'all got some sniper rifle with y'all? Y'all some undercover fbi, or somethin?" Miles wasn't use to seeing many types of guns, as he only really saw one type of gun. And wasn't the fun kind to be on the other end of.

Bell dozed off a bit almost having her slam her head into the counter before her. Though the girl managed to perk up once as the introductions began. The first one was the boy in black hair that she had sat next to, Caelum. Next one to speak up as the masked fella. A brief memory from last night seemed to have her recall his name, Miles. This guy was quite the strange person. Why he wore the mask was beyond her, also the fact he used so much slang in when he spoke that it took the girl a minute to make sense of it. The small girl simply shook her head when questioned if she was fbi. "Military actually...and I am a sniper" She shyly responded to Miles at first before turning back to Caelum. "I'm Bell...Bell Vice." She introduced herself right as Zack passed her an omelette. Giving a thankful smile she then slowly started to chip away at the plate in front of her.