[h3][color=gray]Mortem[/color][/h3]

The conversation between the bandaged man and that owl was rather...interesting, although he found the story extremely hard to believe. But he simply couldn't join in the talk. It would be rude. 

Then, eventually, the owl left the library, then the bandaged guy. Ash went deep into the library to study, and got scolded for using cigarettes, leaving only him alone with the Haka-born. It appeared that she was also engulfed in her own study as well. Then there should be no reason for the old dusty skeleton to be idled, right? He was here to study at all, and he was being an outcast now. 

He sat down somewhere, anywhere, as there were now no more needs to pick a silent spot. There were only him and his two roommates. For the next hour, he was finally engulfed in the book that the Yg'ntha just gave him. A true piece of art. If he could speak freely, then he would exclaim that. The author's scope of knowledge was breathtaking, as she handled all the era's astrophysics, from ancient Greece to the modern day. Honestly, Yg'ntha is a genius!

His hyper-concentration onto the book was pretty impressive, as he had never gotten so interested in it that much before. It was only until a large commotion among the crowd in the courtyard that knocked Mortem out of it. One student was sent away flying. Or rather, thrown away.

[i][color=gray]What the-[/color][/i] 

"What the hell is going on?" Cerberus finished his train of thought as he climbed onto the chair next to him to look out of the window, to the commotions.