As the congregation of students (at least, that's what she assumes they are) in the courtyard grows larger and larger, Yunnie's curiosity overtakes her. Disregarding her nighttime face routine and pulling the curtains closed once more, she gathers up her things and dumps them unceremoniously in her purse. While smoothing out her pink plaid skirt, she considers the options: leather jacket again or something more durable? There's no telling how long she'll be out for; Yunnie may be more interested in fashion shows than in mysteries, but she's always been curious and this seems to be the perfect opportunity for making the acquaintances of her fellow classmates. 

In the end, the bathrobe comes off and the leather jacket comes on, along with her studded-but-glitter-drenched combat boots and another layer of light red lipstick. Some may call it overcomplicated or overdone for a nighttime rendezvous, but Yunnie [i]always[/i] looks her best. Actually, would these earrings look better in purple? 

With a touch of her fingers, the formerly-red oversized heart earrings turn a (rather cute, if she does say so herself) light shade of purple, and Yunnie opens the bedroom door with an air of excitement, heart pounding as she advances into the hall. She likes to pretend she's in a spy movie--suspenseful music plays in her mind, but soon quickly begins to turn to less enjoyable pursuits--cue her mother's voice: [I]Anxious again, Yunnie?[/I]

She's not horrible, usually, but at times like this her brain gets a little caught up in the worst case scenario when all she really wants to do is enjoy herself. Maybe she gets it from her upbringing--her mom can get a bit "control freak" sometimes, and her father, well...

They just want her to succeed, that's all. And she [I]will[/I]--just not maybe in the way they're expecting.

Mild family problems aside, Yunnie is getting the creeps sneaking down this hall. Is she allowed to do this? What if she gets caught? She's bad at lying, so she'll probably get punished somehow, which means she won't be able to join in on the [i]mystery[/i] and [i]intrigue[/i] currently going on the courtyard. And that wouldn't be fun at all! 

But enough of that. She wants adventure! Gathering all her courage and wits about her, Yunnie streaks down the hall, sprinting as fast as she can to the nearest exit--the stairwell. Brown hair flying behind her, purse clutched tightly in one hand, and a small sprinkling of glitter besides, she makes it safely into the concrete stairwell. Nothing but darkness can be seen from the third-floor windows, but the electronic music is still faintly pumping through the nearby dormitory. A few stars twinkle in the sky, but Yunnie is too preoccupied with her self-imposed mission (and tying up her hair into a haphazard ponytail) to care.

Now all Yunnie has to worry about is placing her feet carefully enough so that no noise echoes too loudly--and making it on time! If she plans it right, she'll emerge right out where the fountain is--and where the crowd is currently gathered. Cracking the door open delicately, she peeks her head out, surveying the situation to see what's [i]really[/i] afoot in the (now faintly alight) courtyard.

[@PokimKyOshi][@King Tai][@Raptra]