Whatever people were doing, it'd have to come to an end soon enough. Beeping could be heard from bags, pockets or even hands depending on where everyone kept their D-Ceever. On it flashed the announcement to go grab dinner, which some had promptly ignored and instead settled to sleep. The thing itself was uneventful, having a basic hot meal with no exceptional qualities about it. Whenever that was finished, THEN it was actually time to go to bed. Students poured down the hallway to their dorms. Some took a shower before going to bed, and others just crashed and fell asleep. It seemed the luxuries people had ordered for weren't there, except for Maisy's Jack Atlas body pillow... For one reason or another. Night went by peacefully, though a few footsteps could be heard. Most likely they were of security personnel. 
[hr][center][h1][b]Day Three.[/b][/h1][/center]
The next morning was announced with something that some students had already come to dread. [color=#cd3d11]"[b]EVERYBODY GET UP!![/b]"[/color] rang loud and clear, blasting off the ears of most students. Even Akemi had to suffer through it again, if she'd do a double take she'd notice her speaker having been fixed [i]already[/i]. It seems escaping that wasn't much of an option. A routine message for students to come get breakfast was sent out, and some had to get up grouchily. Surprisingly, though, a few choice students would have a message on their new D-Ceiver. More specifically, every first year that took the Turbo Dueling course. The message was long, official and utterly [i]boring[/i]. Though one thing was of note: The subject. Apparently, they'd have to take manual riding lessons for the entire day. This would happen every week on the same day, where the entire day was spent on Turbo Dueling Lessons.

Breakfast itself was at least [i]different[/i] from the past two days. Various cereals and cornflakes were on offer today, each in a huge tank. You could open the 'Valve' so to speak to have whatever you wished for pour out in a bowl. A line was given so you could pick up a bowl and spoon, and whatever you wanted to eat was up to you. Those who couldn't handle any of the flavors due to medical reason could order something else by talking to the Cafeteria staff. At the end were various types of milk to fill the bowl with, and a few other non-soda drinks for those who deemed necessary. And like, three tanks of coffee after the previous day showed only one gets torn through in less than twenty minutes.

The students had a bit of time to grab a bite and socialize, though it wouldn't take very long for the D-Ceivers to receive class schedules.
[hr]Haas had pretty much planted face first into bed as soon as he'd arrived back at the dorms, and as such, rolled straight the heck out when Melchior's [i]pleasant[/i] voice rang in his ears. [color=aba000][b]"Ow, Ow, Ow..."[/b][/color] Haas rubbed his neck after the contact with the floor, looking around dazed. He was awake, sure, but not completely. Haas looked down to see he hadn't changed out of his uniform, mentally facepalming when realizing he forgot to take it off. [color=aba000][b]"Ah, damn... I can't wear this now..."[/b][/color] Haas muttered, then sighed. He jumped on over to the closet and took a second uniform, then a few things to shower. The guy locked himself up for a bit, but didn't spend too long on the shower. 

After drying and dressing himself, as well as put away the shower gear, Haas locked up and made their way to the cafeteria. It was pretty crowded, but he took a simple bowl of honey-sprinkled flakes mixed with some standard ones to lessen the taste just a little. The bowls weren't amazingly large, but large enough to fill the average stomach. Not really any people the guy knew were around, which was a [i]little[/i] disheartening. Has just took a seat at one of the empty round tables, keeping an eye out for people whilst eating.
[hr]Ethel was sleeping peacefully with plushy in tow, that was, until Melchior broke that peaceful sleep. She groaned upon waking up, feeling groggy after the not so subtle wake-up call. The bluenette took a look around her room, noticing the beeps of her D-Ceiver in the corner. [color=7ea7d8]"...Ugh."[/color] she complained, throwing her legs over the side of her bed to check it. With a quick swipe of the thumb, the screen lit up with the new message. And entire day of Turbo Dueling... Looks like the girl had her work cut out for her. Ethel turned it back to sleep, then walked over to the closet to take her clothes. She took out her first hoodie again, feeling like needing something easy to switch out in case there'd be riding suits. After a quick shower and some applied makeup, Ethel went off. She walked a little slower intentionally once getting inside the main hall of the dorms, wondering if someone of note was going to pass by...