Maisy bid Akemi farewell, half-tempted to exit in an impressive way by doing a triple-backflip and throwing the smoke-bomb down, but realized that she'd probably break her neck on the door. So...yeah, she didn't do that. Instead she walked out and back to the tower for dinner. Still a little excited after her loss, she couldn't help but cram it all into her mouth and go for a walk after, then heading right on back to her room. And then go see that JACK ATLAS IN THE PILLOWY FLUFF WAS THERE! Slamming her door shut, a tinge of red covered Maisy's cheeks. Tonight was gonna be great...

Cutting to black would be appropriate if she actually did anything lewd involving the pillow, but literally all she did was cuddle it all night. Maisy was naturally unworthy to pleasure herself with a pillow of the great Absolute King, and instead settled for just lying it beside her and hugging it. This was how it worked. 

[color=BC8F8F][h1]8 Hours Later...[/h1][/color]

Maisy almost screeched as she heard the announcement again, before throwing Jack Atlas at the speaker. Now it was like he was yelling at her. In a much better mood after that, she quickly got up and changed into her Wind-Uniform and got out the door, putting the Jack bodypillow into her chair. Checking her D-Ceiver every so often, she got herself a bowl of Corn-Flakes, and for just a tiny instant, had the idea to put orange juice in her bowl instead of milk. That would have to come later, as milk was the god-blood of cereal, and she opted to just get some OJ on the side. Finding a seat at whatever table she could, Maisy started shoveling her corn flakes into her mouth, looking at Venwyn from a fair distance away. [color=BC8F8F][b]"Dash Akemi's..."[/b][/color] she started before gulping down her corn-flakes. [color=BC8F8F][b]"Her cousin, I think."[/b][/color] she finishes, literally talking to no-one as she finishes her bowl of Corn-Flakes, and downing her glass of Juice. 

Idly, she started people-watching, figuring that maybe she'd see someone interesting around, since she didn't see Akemi anywhere. Did...Did ninjas even need breakfast? Its the most important meal of the day...but...wait...that's what they'd expect. And then someone might try and poison a ninja's breakfast! But...what if the ninja expected that they expected the ninja to expect that. Maisy's head was starting to hurt...she'd just ask Akemi later about ninja-stuff that hopefully still wasn't racist in any way, before she remembered how she lost. She lost because she didn't understand her Fabled cards enough. Thinking on it, Maisy figured that after classes today, she'd experiment with comboeing cards together in Fabled, since it seemed Peggulsus into Catsith was a no-go.