[b] Ken Winwroc - Courtyard of Saint Valerius [/b]

Ken smiled softly, nodding towards Jon. "Eh'. Unpacking or another nap, both are pretty good options." He nodded towards his friend, despite the falseness he was seeing from the other. It was something he had seen before, but if it bothered him, it sure wasn't showing. "See you both soon, Jon, Cyrus." He then merely waited for the other Noble and Knight to leave before he started speaking to Nolan.

Slowly Ken turns his attention onto Nolan, who he now nudged lightly with his knee. "I am not sure what we should do now. I wanted to sit out here until time was up, but seeing as Jon is elsewhere, it is now pointless. But that is my fault. Are you hungry? I know we had tons of sample-snacks while we were in town earlier, but not a solid meal. We could go eat something, but we might be eating again once we go into town. Or possibly we could just head back to my room so I could finish some work and change cloths before then... or nap. A nap sounds nice, too." 

He lifts a hand to rub his eyes, frowning for a few moments. "But I still have all that work to do, so maybe going back to the room is a good idea."

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[b]Sammuel Trunt / Tarisa Bell - Hallway[/b]

Tarisa merely watched happily as Cedric took her place in tormenting Sammuel. Or well, the bigger part of tormenting him. She had poured the water on him, after all, and ruined her own expensive books. But she could care less, there was nothing better than seeing someone being treated like this. She couldn't understand why others treated their Knight's with such friendliness, weren't they supposed to be servants and human shields?

"Since you are going to get changed early, get the cloths for this evening. Make sure they are all bright and obnoxious." She chimes, grinning happily, even as Cedric gave him more orders. But then he turned and asked again if she would have lunch with him. Her grin slowly calms down to a well practiced, lady-like smile. 

"Well, Mr.Green. After such a beautiful display I must say I would just love to have lunch with you." Tarisa lifts a hand to tuck several loose strands of hair behind her right ear with a slight, delicate tilt of her head. "Though I cannot eat too much, sadly. It seems Kenny is going to be going out on a group date this evening and asked that I come along with my toy." She then went silent for a moment. "I do not know if you were invited or not, but you should join us and bring your dog along. I just love the looks on their faces when you show up, nothing better than watching people squirm."

Sam laid there silently on the wet floor while they spoke, at least for a few moments before he quickly pushed himself up and moved the books from the water. For the most part, it had only soaked him and the floor, but several of the books would have to dry out over the day from the exposure. He figured they would be fine, and if they weren't, he could just get new ones. But he wouldn't really be able to tell if they were that bad or not unless he put back on his glasses... and he couldn't do that until they left. So instead he quickly pushed himself to his feet and grabbed the mop, starting to mop of the excess water he had been coated in. 

He did not look very appealing at the moment with stains of dirt now all over his face from the mop, and in truth, his eyes actually burned pretty badly from the dirty water. But he kept them open, just barely being able to make out the water on the floor. He had gotten some of it in his mouth, but he wasn't willing to just spit on the floor right now. They would probably punish him for that, too.