A pair of groggy eyes peered out from the depths of a quilt as Sindri heard the broadcast, dark rings showing his consistent failure to get past his insomniac tendencies. 

Admin was calling.

After his confrontation with Lily he hadn’t been able to get much rest, for some reason her logic did seem to have a insufferably clinging edge to it, he couldn’t seem to rid himself of the possibility of the truth of her words. It had driven him up the wall most of the night.

Did this mean she was possibly speaking the truth?

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind of the systematic worry, and the minor case of exhaustion he still felt after his fight against consciousness last night. He had resorted instead to trying to read one of his many books which lay scattered about in tottering piles, like some sort of literature based jungle fauna, added to by piles of brightly coloured clothing which had been discarded many days before. 

But that had failed, the words just ran by without comprehension, and he could remember very little of what he had read the night before.

He rose from his bed, a wide yawn barely being stifled by his hand as he moved down from his position on the top of the bunk bed. Stumbling down the ladder as the bulletin repeated itself, he felt his feet sink into the thick carpet below and eyed up the empty bed beneath his own, now dominated by books and various bits and bobs he had picked up.

It had been a year and they still hadn’t found a willing replacement to bunk with him.

Snatching up a pile of slightly crumpled clothes, he tossed them on the bed below in preparation before moving for the shower, hot water and refreshment beckoning like a seductive siren.

After this, it was all a matter of picking which colour he was going to go for today. Grabbing whatever picked his fancy, he began dressing quickly; water still collecting in heavy thick droplets in his hair.

Today’s colour was yellow.

Once in the suit and looking somewhat presentable, if ruffled, he sidled out of his domain, discarding the hat due to his hair still being wet and fluffy. Most of the other students in his section hadn’t woken up yet, or if they had they didn’t have any classes, so for the most part he walked through the corridors in complete silence, asides from the tip tap of his footsteps.

Sindri eyed up his surroundings dispassionately, he wished current architectural design had incorporated more interesting additions to their interiors; you could only pass so many smooth steel walls before getting bored of the monotony of it all. He paused momentarily at a coffee machine, sliding a couple of coins in for a latte and standing idly by, yawning as last nights insomnia caught up with him. 

With a choking sort of slurp and shudder, the machine slowed to a stop and Sindri pulled the cup out of its holder, and began sipping it as he made his way to the local train system to the training fields.

It didn’t take long for him to reach the rendezvous point, with the assistance of the local train service –which had been somewhat awkward due to the presence of the people whose food he had set on fire- he was quickly outside in the sunshine and fast approaching a small crowd of students and teachers prepping for training.

With nothing else to do, Sindri settled into his usual sort of hovering state, pulling out a small deck of cards and doing some small tricks with them while he waited, yawning in relative boredom at amidst the drifting groups of students and teachers, waiting for them to get paired up for combat. 

Once or twice he caught sight of Lily out the corner of his eye, still talking to her cat like companion as usual. She seemed to look back at him once or twice, relatively excited for some reason, a trickster like smile tugging at her lips.

[i]I wonder what she is up to…[/i] Sindri mused, frowning slightly at the attention before downing the last of his coffee and suddenly noticing Slyphide flitting quickly towards him. He shuddered slightly in discomfort, before straightening up somewhat and putting on a strained sort of smile which looked more like a grimace than his usual impish grin. 

[i]I hope this is just a quick chat…[/i]