Ethel sat with her legs crossed in one of the audience seats as she scouted the duels in progress. She was very disappointed in the sight, with all duelists being either Wind or Earth, and not even a shred of skill to be noticed. How very droll. It was surprising enough the arena had activity, but she had a hunch. [color=7ea7d8][i]'I'm supposed to improve around these bumbling idiots?'[/i][/color] she thought to herself. The girl would have left, had it not been for a surprising voice coming out of the left corner. [color=80ff80]"I-Is there any chance I could sit here, Ethel?"[/color] Ignia had asked from next to her, which Ethel turned her head to. [color=7ea7d8]"...Sure."[/color] she answered, figuring it'd be more fun to watch with someone rather than alone. If nothing else, she had to show Ignia what not to do as much as what she [i]did[/i] need to do. And spectating some rookies was the first step to that.

The fleeting moment of some calm with her, admittedly only, friend didn't last very long. A hostile aura entered the room as a silver-haired individual decided to take his sweet time strolling over. When they arrived, they had a few things to share. The first comment wasn't directed at Ethel and mostly flew over her head, but the second she paid more attention to. With a strong opener like [b]"I have something that belongs to you"[/b], how could she not? Though Shinrei's tone wasn't pleasant. All he did was basically say 'Come find me' and insulting her friend while he was at it, which earned him Ethel's scorn. [color=7ea7d8]"Fine. Treat her like trash. I'll give you that honor too."[/color] she commented, keeping it as brief as possible. She wanted whatever Shinrei had back, sure. But not with that tone off his, and not now. He walked off before Ethel could really do much, anyway. [color=7ea7d8]"Ignore him."[/color] she said to Ignia, focusing her gaze back down to the arena. [color=7ea7d8]"He's full of himself."[/color] Ethel added, trying to be somewhat comforting... Though admittedly, that wasn't something the girl was used to.[hr]Ever seen those moments in some kind of animated series where a character is drawn in pure white, to show pure schock? Dissapointment? Something of that like? Well, imagine that happening to Haas right now and you'll get pretty much how he feels. The poor boy was outright ignored on the stairwell by Joshua, and wordlessly watched them descend down to the card shop. [color=aba000][b]"Thanks, Asshole!"[/b][/color] they yelled back when the guy was out of earshot, sighing. Man, that actually felt bad. Cursing. Maybe something Haas shouldn't do too often from now on. They ruffled one hand through their hair, trying to think of what to do now. He could do some exercise, but his spare clothes are in the dorms still. Going down anywhere else... Well, honestly? The guy just didn't feel like it. [color=aba000][b]"Ah, what to do...?"[/b][/color] he asked himself, pulling out the D-ceiver and scrolling around for just about anything to do.

It was about 11:22, so a little more than half an hour before lunch. There wasn't much to do, and he had forgotten to register pretty much... Anyone in the friends list. [color=aba000][b]"Well, this sucks."[/b][/color] they commented bluntly, wheezing. His energy was leaving again, and honestly, it was a bad day. After a minute or two of being the Grinch, Haas settled on going down to the dorms to take a nap. Couldn't hurt, right? Well, that's what the boy figured anyway. Pocketing his red D-Ceiver, he shot another glance at the stairwell to confirm nobody being there. After that, he casually strolled down the stairs one by one, not in any rush to reach the dorms. Eventually he reached the destination, exiting the stairwell and following the brown lines to his dorm hall. [color=aba000][b]"Might be somebody around, I guess..."[/b][/color] he mumbled whilst walking, honestly wishing to run into just about anyone to relieve the boredom.