[center][h1]Man of the Rising Sun[/h1]
Krayzikk
Day 1, Morning[/center]

He had only just finished his first, and Justin already wanted another cup of coffee. Not for the caffeine so much as to have a warm drink to carry around. Tiny little thoughts like that were always flitting through the background, in and around the larger observations. Things like how long it took to get from his quarters to one of the Tower's primary arteries, a hallway that connected several of the more important locations within the building. Two minutes at a brisk walk. Three at a more leisurely one, similar to how he was moving now. Even those, however, were largely meaningless. Facts that might one day have their use, but for the moment, were just taking up space. They were just to try and entertain him a little.

He had yet to see anyone else in the hall, but he suspected that could be blamed on his timing. The early-risers were already out and about, and the later-sleepers had yet to even get out of bed. Just the right time (or wrong time, depending on your perspective) to catch the lull between the staggered groups. 

Even so it didn't take too long for his path to intersect with another traveler's. A young man about his age, and by the look of him headed to about the same place. Justin gave a half grin and raised his hand in a lazy wave.

"Morning."