Maisy beamed at the prospect of hunting down freaky fish guy...even though she didn't really know what he looked like. She already memorized all the underwear he owned, save for the one he was probably wearing at the time, so she didn't need to LOOK to know if it was him. She just needed to pants him. Or...yeah, pantsing him would clearly be the best way.

Popping back to reality, Maisy figured that it was a pretty good idea to get Nate and Cam's numbers and gave them her's, receiving theirs. For a moment Maisy was happy to add more to her contacts list, but remembered one of the first she'd gotten...Vincent. Sighing, she looked kind of glum for a moment, wondering where one of the strongest duelists she knew was at a time like this...If he were here, then maybe they'd stand a chance against any random dark dorm mob that'd come up. Ah well, she figured. He's probably off being his usual duel-happy self somewhere. Probably not-suffering. Good 'ol Vincent.

Cupping her cheek in her hand, Maisy pondered about how they should split up, before saying: [color=BC8F8F][b]"Well, either me or Camryn has to go to the pool. Cam-cam, how well do you rock a swimsuit?"[/b][/color]super nonchalantly, adding: [color=BC8F8F][b]"Probably better than me anyhow. Nate, you feel like scoping out the duel arenas? I could stay in the cafeteria then go check out his room if I turn up with nothing. Can't keep a McKellen out of the same room twice."[/b][/color] Maisy grinned as she pulled out what appeared to be a bobby pin perfectly formed into the shape of...a fish. It...seemed that was her way of getting back into the room if need-be.