Wretched Squad
The barracks quickly became quiet as the other occupants felt stifled, sharing looks and wondering how to handle this fellow. In as much as they acted like they wanted to not care, the issue was that they did!
If this fellow died, then what was the point of everything? Also, it would ruin their already problematic performance report as they were slated for punishments, and they would kindly like to reduce that punishment rating thank you very much!
A person who had not yet spoken cleared her throat, being a diminutive purple-skinned female that was similar to serval that was slightly anthropomorphic.
"Erm… Warrior Draco, please forgive the rudeness of my compatriots. Despite what just happened, I still believe an introduction is necessary so that the squad can properly get to know each other." She suggested respectfully.
Draco turned around on his bed lazily and glanced at the squad in a casual posture.