Camryn was once again startled awake by Melchior's yelling, and while she didn't fall off her bed like last time, she did resolve to see if there was a volume control button at some point. After going through her routine (and almost slipping on the wet floor after her shower), her stomach decided to make the fact that she had skipped dinner last night readily apparent, as it gurgled loudly. She frowned at it and said [color=007236]"Hush, you. Breakfast ought to be soon."[/color] She made sure she had her Duel Transceiver with her, and then went downstairs for breakfast, heading straight for the food line. She passed some ninja-looking guy doing a handstand with one hand on the way there, with a small crowd of students surrounding him. [color=007236][i]Huh. That's pretty impressive. Why's he doing it here, though?[/i][/color] Camryn thought. She shrugged and carried on through the line; it wasn't her problem. Unless he toppled over onto her, of course.

After filling her bowl with sweet cereal (but no milk) and MacGyvering together an iced coffee, she sat down at a table near the door. She pulled out her Duel Transceiver and scrolled through the announcement with one hand and ate with the other, occasionally pausing to take a sip of coffee. [color=007236][i]Oh cool, we're starting Turbo Dueling today. I hope they provide us with Speed Spells. Otherwise I'd wager that a lot of people's decks would be screwed over.[/i][/color] There was a girl nearby mumbling about "ignorant jerks" and "smash everything in front of me." [color=007236]"Having boy troubles?"[/color] Camryn asked her. [color=007236]"Don't worry about it; for every good guy, there's ten utter pricks."[/color]