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With his dorm mates having concluded their spat and busying themselves with their own interests, Kress began to organize his own stuff, popping open a small crate that contained his own possessions. Unlike Alberta, who consumed the entirety of their shared room with her possessions, Kress had done his research ahead of time; the entirety of his belongings could fit by the wall of his bunk bed…with some modifications, of course.

Claiming the bottom bunk for himself, the blue-haired youth carefully hammered in the nails necessary to secure an ornate, lacquered shelf, right over his bed, before lining it up with a variety of texts on magic theory, human anatomy, and architectural perspective. Under his bed, he slid in extra clothing, spare abacus parts, and his painting supplies. It almost surprised Kress, how quickly he was able to get everything organized, but then again, he [i]had[/i] spent a fair amount of time just dreaming about this moment. Finally. He could live independently! Sure, it was Ty who was cooking up food for the two of them, and sure, he wasn’t personally paying for tuition or anything like that, but still…

The boy flopped on his bed and closed his eyes, enjoying the quiet of a building without dozens of servants moving about. A clarity, perhaps. A sense of freedom. Ah, it’d have been nice if he could have brought his harp over as well, but Kress had held off from that, and seeing that Alberta filled up so much space in their shared rooms, that was probably for the best. Maybe he’ll go shopping later and just buy one? Yeah, another thing to get excited about! He certainly wasn’t lacking in money, after all.

Hopping off his bed, Kress strode over to the kitchen, watching Ty at work with wide eyes, committing it all to memory. Whatever a human could do, magic could too, but creation mages like himself still needed to be able to visualize the process, lest they end up with a product that had no substance. The boy only half-acknowledged Alberta’s commandments when she reappeared, but it wasn’t like he planned on doing anything untoward her anyways. He had enough older sisters to know what not to do when living in the same building as one, after all. Last time he gave in to his curiosity, he had stumbled upon dark knowledge that he’d much rather have avoided.

[color=7ea7d8]“Thanks, Ty,”[/color] Kress said, taking the plate and eating it slowly. It tasted about alright. Pretty normal. Which was good. Seemed up to par and all. [color=7ea7d8]“Oh, but if it’s not too much trouble, could you make a cold meal or something? For any of us, if we wake up hungry at night.”[/color]

Well, mostly in case Alberta did.