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Casandra's fingers traced over the page of the book before she leaned over and jotted down another note in the spiral bound journal in front of her. She brought the journal up to her knees and reviewed a few of the words and definitions, noting the more important things. She let out a loud sigh as she sat that down on the nightstand and replaced the book on it's proper shelving area. She didn't really wish to read any more, and her legs needed stretching as she had been sitting cross legged on the bed for so long.

Still, she didn't exactly want to go out and mingle- she barely knew the people and they might talk to much, or two little, and she couldn't keep a conversation going on her own. So, she decided to do what she did best- study. Just look about and take notes on appearance, personality, and things like that. She realized that might seem a bit odd- but she had done it before, and she had notes spanning volumes on her parents. Hopefully they would get over any odd feelings about her. At least, she hoped they would.

Cass started a new section in her journal, flipping to a new section and leaving space for notes on the book she had been reading, if she wanted to go back to it. She added a small bookmark to the new section before traveling out of her room, quickly looking in other rooms as she did. She didn't really have to look for long, as someone was in the kitchen and she wasn't exactly far from there. She smiled politely before looking over the figure, jotting down a few notes before she finally straightened her back and said hello. He seemed to be daydreaming, so she prodded him with the end of her pencil as well. She added a note to her journal that read 'daydreamer' and then backed a few feet away, tapping the journal with her fingers. I can take more notes later., she thought to herself. Personality could wait. Appearances were most important after all, and she would get to know the rest later. She waved as she whispered goodbye. Really the only reason she wanted him to open his eyes was so she could note their color, so it would be unimportant to talk to him- right now at least. After that she walked about the home, deciding to not interrupt anyone else. She just noted what she could see, and nothing else, before moving on. She took notes on everyone in the house before she looked over them again. Oh, there is that guy- the one in the odd clothing. His appearance will take a bit of time to note, she thought when she didn't see the name in her journal. She had already looked in the house, so she decided to take her best shot and go outside. She was right in her thinking, as he was looking over the garden.

"Oliver, Correct?" she said as she wrote down the name and the normal parts of his features, or at least the more normal parts. She needed notes on any truly odd/intriguing parts, and while most could easily be explained and put into a category without asking anything, but 'Victorian' wasn't exactly a catagory that counted any longer. Cassandra at least stayed within 50 years with her clothing (though that was mostly of preference only), and she could explain her reasoning behind wanting to wear out of date clothing. It was important to her to know what his excuse for it was. She added another note into the journal before closing it. She didn't want to see very rude, especially if she would be talking with him for more than a minute.