[h2][center][color=ab274f]Reagan Gideon Breckenridge[/color][/center][/h2]
Mild pain radiated from his body, and Ray turned over, grumbling in half-sleep. Unfortunately, he rolled right off the mattress, face-planting onto the floor. The cold, grating harshness of the concrete woke him up. [color=ab274f][i]Goddammit.[/i][/color] At least, his runic array the day before had taken care of the dust, grime, and other questionable stains, and now their dorm was clean, with only the nicest furniture remaining – for an extremely loose definition of nice, that is. 

Ray groaned, and peered over at his room-mates. They were both still asleep. Aching and bleary, Reagan stood up, and stumbled to the nearest shower…which was [i]nowhere[/i] fucking near at all! It was still dark outside too. Something about that felt vaguely significant, but the teen wasn’t awake enough to the inkling any attention. It did continue to bother him throughout the shower though…He felt like he was forgetting something.

By the time he was cleaned up and refreshed, the very first rays of sun made their crawling ascent over the horizon…

Wait! The sun! [color=ab274f][i]Hadn’t that cat blathered something about sun?[/i][/color] The entire memory had been more or less repressed, so Reagan only had a fuzzy recollection of a violent, pink-haired, cat-eared barbarian hissing at him. [color=ab274f][i]She did mention dawn, right?[/i][/color] He wished he could confirm with Feier, but she was still asleep. [color=ab274f][i]Ahh, I’ll just pop over quickly.[/i][/color]

Frustrated, and not at all prepared, Reagan displaced himself to a rooftop nearest to where the party had taken place yesterday. He crouched down, looking around. The place was deserted, not unexpected given the early hour. Ray yawned, leaning his head on a palm. [color=ab274f][i]Wish I’d brought binoculars. Or had the time to prepare a plan for that food-maniac.[/i][/color] He spent some minutes daydreaming about how he might beat the Leopardkin and show her who’s boss, before frowning. [color=ab274f][i]She really should be here, by this point. Not the type to be late for ‘honorable combat’…[/i][/color]

Concentrating so much on Daria’s words, a realization slammed into Ray with all the delicacy of a freight train. [color=ab274f]"Oh. Duh,"[/color] he muttered. [color=ab274f][i]She’d said sundown, not dawn, you dolt.[/i][/color] Reagan face-palmed, moaning. [color=ab274f]"Ghhhh,"[/color] he exhaled quietly. [color=ab274f][i]No one must find out about this. Ever. Especially not Fei. She wouldn’t let me live it down for months. Months![/i][/color]

With a sigh, Reagan displaced himself to the convenience store, hoping to find it open. He did, and quickly bought some eggs, milk, salt, and veggies. Returning to their dorm with a hop through space, Ray set out to prepare breakfast. [color=ab274f][i]This’ll be my excuse for having left early, if anyone asks. We need to make our breakfast anyway.[/i][/color]

He prepared several omelets, enough for the three of them. [color=ab274f][i]Mmm, now this is food,[/i][/color] he sighed, pleased at the taste. He had lived a decent chunk of his life being catered by servants, but there’d been a point in his childhood when he’d decided he'd learn to make his own food better, and persisted at the activity. He’d never succeeded in surpassing his family’s chefs, of course, but he was [i]good[/i]. Not that anyone besides his cooking teacher had appreciated it so far.

Chasing the bitter thought away with practiced ease, Reagan finished his meal, cleaning up after himself. [color=ab274f]"Guys, I’m leaving for class! I left you something to eat, if you want it,"[/color] he shouted as he passed the ‘bedroom’ area. 

Ray chose to walk this time, seeing the sights on the way to the classroom. He didn’t expect good quality lectures here, but maybe they’d be amusing, at least? He didn’t have anything better to do at the time, so might as well show up.

He stopped mid-step on the class’s doorstep, almost stumbling at the unexpected – but absolutely thrilling – sight.[color=ab274f] "Oh,"[/color] he breathed out, exhilarated. [color=ab274f]"[i]Hello[/i] there, [i]professor[/i] Alemu,"[/color] he chuckled at her brashly. [color=ab274f]"What a pleasant surprise to see you in these backwaters,"[/color] he went on, a shit-eating grin spread across his face. [color=ab274f]"I’m suddenly looking forward to this class,"[/color] he announced. Whistling an obnoxiously happy tune to himself, Ray proceeded to sit down at one of the front-row desks.