[center][b][color=ed1c24]Sidney[/color][/b][/center]

Sidney's habit of sleeping in her poncho (though backwards so the hood covers her face) was interrupted by a voice yelling at her which caused her to practically leap out of bed while still in a prone position. An arm shot out as she flopped back onto the bed, hood still covering her face. It took a quick second before it clicked in her brain who it was and what the message said.

[color=ed1c24]Because of [i]course[/i] it'd be the one night I turn in early[/color] she thought to herself, already getting up and dressed. The regular black suit was hanging on the wall at the edge of the bed which blended into the night. But after hanging up in the same place every night she knew exactly where it was. She nearly fell into another wall as she got dressed. Tying the hair up was a particular trick to do without a mirror but she was pretty sure it was done fairly. Once that was on she tossed the poncho back on over her regular clothes.

As she began running through the reasons why Sylvain wanted to speak with her at this cruel hour. [color=ed1c24]I don't do class till daybreak[/color] she looked out a hall window to reconfirm. [color=ed1c24]Yeah no daybreak. Old coot.[/color]

Entering she took a brief note of the other students who were there before plopping in a chair, slinking partway down and scribbled down a quick [color=ed1c24]"Yo"[/color] that she flashed to the others before flipping the hood up and over her eyes. She wasn't falling [i]asleep[/i] but she was about to at least partially check out mentally.