The door banged open, colliding with the wall and bouncing off of it before slowly inching closed. Poppy stared at in surprise from where she had fallen on the ground, her bottom aching and her blanket twisted around her limbs. When the shock wore off, she struggled to wrench the blankets off of her, squirming on the ground until she finally managed to kick them off.

[color=6ecff6]“God damnit!”[/color] She huffed, standing up and crossing the room to the door. Opening it in her ratty Scooby-Doo pajama pants and oversized gray shirt, Poppy felt embarrassment when she made eye contact with a passing boy. Nevertheless, she dug her hand into the air and beckoned him over.

The boy, with an irritated, impatient look on his face, engulfed the distance in two steps, squinting his eyes at her and crossing his arms. [color=f7976a]“What?”[/color]

[color=6ecff6]“Uh, ah, um, what…what’s going on?”[/color] Poppy asked nervously, feeling the animosity run off of him like water off of an oiled duck.

[color=f7976a]"What do you mean is going on? The meeting!”[/color] He said incredulously and Poppy cocked her head to the side.

[color=6ecff6]“Ah, what meeting?”[/color]

[color=f7976a]“The meeting between the rulers!”[/color] He answered, now clearly seething as he ground his teeth together.

Poppy recalled hearing something about this earlier, involving Henrietta and some other two that she hadn’t bothered to remember, and so she nodded, letting the boy go on his way. She closed the door and figured that she would go, but…well, the rulers seem to be quite violent going by the reaction to that girl’s knight and Poppy didn’t want to go there unarmed. She had the Art of War tactics in her head from earlier that day, but she needed to be able to defend herself.

[color=6ecff6][color=6ecff6]“Hm, I think…”[/color][/color] Poppy muttered, shuffling through her book-filled suitcase, shuffling around until she found it. [color=6ecff6]“Ah-ha~”[/color]

It was a book that taught others how to self-teach themselves karate. Just by brushing her fingers across it, unseen water spilt down her body, embracing her with Alaska itself and her spine tingled as if millions of horses were galloping down it. But with this unpleasantness came the knowledge of stances and kicks. Even though it was all theory, it was better to arm yourself with something than nothing.

[color=6ecff6]“Time to go!”[/color]

Poppy didn’t even bother changing as she slipped on her shoes and jacket, leaving her dorm to witness the meeting.

[color=6ecff6]“Ah, I feel like I’m going to regret this.”[/color] She mumbled as the door slammed behind her.