When Solstice says schoolteach', she is referring to Nero. Just to clear that up. :)
After the mess created by Solstice was cleared away, Nero went in search of clean clothes. Raven gave Solstice and Equinox Sleepers, since Solstice's stunt had proved they were not capable of using real weapons without brutally killing someone. She escorted the two onto the Shroud and told them that they would have to wait for Nero to come back.
Being fourteen and hyperactive and not knowing when to shut her face, Solstice started talking after about six seconds of silence.
"So, where are we going?" Solstice asked.
"You don't need to know that," Raven replied, checking the crates on the other end of the Shroud.
Solstices turned around in her seat. "Why do you work here?"
"Because I want to."
"Why do you want to?"
Raven took a deep breath. "Because I just do."
"Is schoolteach' like your boyfriend or something?" Solstice questioned.
Being the world's deadliest assassin, Raven threw a knife at Solstice's head. Equinox pushed Solstice out of the way at the last second and the knife slammed into the headrest of a seat, buried to the hilt.
"Solstice, if you could keep quiet for ten seconds, the earth would be a safer place," Equinox said.
Solstice rolled her eyes, pulling the knife out of the headrest. "I'll take that as a no."
Equinox grabbed the knife from Solstice and placed it on the floor. She kicked it and it skittered across the floor, stopping at Raven's feet.
"I would prefer if you didn't try and kill her," Equinox said to Raven.
"I would prefer if she didn't ask about my personal life," Raven snapped.
Solstice stood on her chair. "I would prefer an iPod and a demon butler named Sebastian."
This was the exact time Nero walked into the Shroud. He looked at Solstice with confusion before asking, "What's going on here?"
"Nothing," Raven muttered, picking the knife off the floor.
Nero sighed and decided to let it go. He sat down in a seat as the Shroud took off. After ten minutes of (what seemed unbearable to Solstice) silence, Nero and Raven began discussing the G.L.O.V.E. meeting for that day.
Casper woke up in a fog; the clean-hospital-like-room he had grown accustomed to seeing was burry and out of focused. Surprisingly, the restraints were gone. The only clue there of restraints was dark purple bruises around his wrists and ankles.
He sat up slowly, wincing at a sharp pain at the base of his skull. He blinked a few times to clear his vision. His stomach growled, demanding to be fed.
"Hey, can I get something to eat?" he called out. "I'm hungry."
A door hissed open and Madam Spears walked in.
"Hello there, Hungry," she chuckled. "I'm Madam Spears. Please come with me. I'd hate to have to sedate you."
Casper scowled. "I'd hate to have to break your face, lady. So, why don't you let me go?"
Spears made a tsking sound. "Oh my, I thought we could come to an agreement. I guess I'll have to make you corporate."
"I'm not helping you," Casper declared.
"I think you will," Spears said, taking a recording device out of her pocket and pressing play.
"Help us, Casper!" a voice shouted. He recognized it as Amelia's.
"You leave her alone!" Casper shouted, throwing a punch at Spears. She blocked it with ease and jabbed his stomach. He fell to his knees, clutching his stomach.
"I could beak you all, if I so wanted," Spears said, sneering. "I could leave you to waste away in a dark hole somewhere or poison you or I could make you watch your friends suffer. There are many ways to break a spirit."
Casper met Spears' eyes, all the defiance drained away from his normally hard glare.
"Fine, I'll do what you want. Just leave Amelia and Archer alone," he said.
"Excellent," Spears said, clapping her hands. "I knew you'd see things my way."