[indent][u][b]January 27th, 12:32
Asterion Dormitory, Room Fourteen[/b][/u][/indent]

Karen had decided to get an early (for her, at least) night's rest after unpacking what little she had brought with her. Being human again after so many months had left her feeling almost sick, and so she welcomed the chance to get acquainted with her new bed. But sleep was difficult after going for so long without the need.

It was difficult to not feel like she was wasting nearly half the day by doing so. Just laying there, letting her soft and inefficient body recover from simply moving for a number of hours. She hated it.

[i][b]BZZZZZZT[/b][/i]

Her eyes shot open at the buzzing of her phone, it's glow having already started pushing back the surrounding darkness. She didn't need to guess who it was. Only one person generally bothered her this late. It shouldn't have come as a surprise to her--of course Malcolm would want to talk.

They hadn't really gotten the chance to speak in private earlier, what with everyone being eager to settle into their new rooms. She honestly had a few things to discuss with him as well. With a soft grunt, she awkwardly rolled her way out of bed and felt around for her trousers. Once she had finished making herself decent again, she used her cellphone's dim glow to navigate her way to their front door.

Stepping out onto the balcony, she almost expected to feel a cool night's breeze against her skin...but of course there was none. While the bioluminescent lights above made for a convincing emulation of starlight, there was no simulated wind in Poseidonis. It remained as temperate as it had been during the day, with any difference being purely aesthetic.

Making her way down the stairs to the street below, Karen folded her arms and leaned back against the wall of her dormitory, patiently waiting for Mal to show himself. Knowing him, he was probably already here.