"Thank you, Miss Runiaka," Ying echoed after Aisling, and got herself a bottled water, 2 cans of green tea and biscuits after some fumbling at the machines. It would take her a while to get used to the technologies so unlike her world here.

Following Runiaka's instructions, she dutifully trudged up the stairs to her designated room number 2. It was the closest to the stairs, so Ying grinned at her luck in choosing such a convenient spot to settle in. She had always preferred easy access to escape routes, thanks to years of living on survival mode. Back in her homeland, clan wars raged every now and then over trivial disputes, so it was necessary to stay alert at all times. She planned to maintain her vigilance wherever she go, it wouldn't hurt to be extra careful and ready to flee to safety if the situation requires it.

"See you tomorrow, Aisling," Ying bade her friend goodnight, before she entered her bedroom. It was well-kept and minimally decorated, which served Ying really well. She loved practicality, and her bedroom, like all the bedrooms in the Continuum Bus, was practical. Dresser and wardrobe on one side. A small study desk with stationery and table lamp stood at the other corner, with a single bunk bed erected above for efficient space-saving. It was different from how she used to sleep with her Pa, Ma and Sissy, but still, she welcomed her room setup as it was. 

The hour was up as she took her time to shower, get dressed, check her PLT for a bit, run her fingers on all the furniture in her room before she finally climbed the mini stairs to rest in her bunk bed. Ah...it was small but comfortable. She was about to shut her eyes and drift away to sleep before she suddenly head sharp raps on the window. Annoyed at the sudden disturbance, she grumbled as she got down from her bed sleepily and checked the window only to have her pet owl dashed in uninvited. [i]Bloody Birdie[/i], she thought as she closed the window and returned to her bed.

"All settled in, Ying?" her pet owl had the guts to ask her when it had disrupted her beauty sleep, as it casually perched on side rail of her bed. Ying grunted a [i]yes[/i], half-asleep. Replying to Birdie can wait until tomorrow...

With that last thought in mind, Ying succumbed to her exhaustion and went off to her long-awaited dreamland.