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The last two weeks had been fun. It didn't cover any new ground, at least theory-wise, but as the days melted into each other, Kress could definitely feel the difference of working in a class, rather than having one-on-one tutoring sessions all the time. Seeing other students solve problems in different fashions. Eavesdropping on other people's discussions. And clubs! Oh, how wonderful clubs are! Arcane Paints with Ankaa, Misaiya, and Yvaine was pretty fun, but as a Creation Calculator himself, the Natural Magics Club and the Sorcerous Forge competed for his affections too, not to mention the hella fun jam sessions that the Avalice A-Stringers had been hosting over the last week or so. Making friends was fun, for sure!

It would have been more fun if Professor Nyx hadn't told them that they were leaving the Academy today and going elsewhere for a particular mission at the behest of theAcademy. Which was also fun, of course, and definitely a new experience. Kress was grateful for this opportunity too. It'd almost be like a mini-vacation!

But the harp he had ordered was supposed to arrive at the dorms today, and he had promised his A-Stringer friends that he'd show off his own skills. Have some fun. Participate and all, rather than just listen and enjoy.

Positives though. Always the positives.

He woke up, had breakfast without Ty, packed up his essentials in a suitcase, washed the dishes, set his abacus to a Make Heat spell for when Alberta would get out of the bathroom, and then settled down to wait for her to wake up. Kress waited longer then, rocking back and forth on his chair. Then a bit longer. Then closed his eyes and listened. There...didn't seem to be the sound of anyone actually being in the washroom. And as a matter of fact...was that snoring he heard?

The blue-haired youth looked at the clock, then towards Alberta's side of the room, then towards the flashback of all her rules, which, though Ty flagrantly broke, Kress treated as sacred law. He screwed his face up, looked back at the clock, tried to calculate the distance between Dorm Building C and Genelogia Station while taking in consideration their respective running speeds, sweated a bit more over how [i]fast[/i] time seemed to move all of a sudden, and then sucked in a breath.

Time to man up and do this the manly way.

[color=7ea7d8]"Uh, Lady Blumenthal?"[/color] Kress stage-whispered, having not yet resolved himself to be a screaming nuisance this 'early' in the morning. [color=7ea7d8]"If you don't get up now, we'll be late...the Professor wants us to get to Genelogia Station, so...wake up?"[/color]

It took a few more tries before his voice reached normal speaking volume, and a few more tries after that before it could really be considered anything loud enough to reasonably rouse someone from their sleep.