Dorm Alpha

Xanthe nodded and went into her room. She came back out with a handbag and sunglasses. She followed the others to the courtyard.

Vivian was almost running through the hallways but heaved a massive sigh of relief as she arrived at her dorm. She even had to take a detour to dodge Griselda who looked like she was on the prowl. She fervently hoped Krystal was true to her word and wasn't singing about what happened in the simroom.

There didn't seem to be a soul in the corridor aside her, but the sound of harsh footsteps echo from someplace further down the hall.

"Hah, made it," Vivian whispered victoriously to herself, though inside she felt everything except victorious. She screwed up. She knew she screwed up, and secretly she was terrified for the possible repercussions. She would cower in her room unless otherwisely disturbed.

There is a rather loud bang on the dorms door and what sounded like the crisp voice of Griselda from outside talking to another person briefly.

Vivian was pretty comfortable in her own room, no need to go out and seek issues. She grabbed herself a comic book and poised herself innocently on her bed, reading the thing, as if nothing were amiss in case Griselda did decide to stumble into the room.

Griselda would knock once more, seeing if someone was actually there or not. Not getting an answer, the woman pulls out a key and unlocks the door and enters into Alpha, "Is anyone in alpha here!?" Comes her shrill voice.

Vivian sighed. She'd been through enough of these to know that hiding out wasn't going to work. She waited a few seconds and reluctantly hoisted herself up, and opened the door from her bedroom into the common room. With great effort she put on a questioning face and wonderingly asked: "I'm here, what's up miss Griselda?"

"Sometime after class this morning, someone had used the simulator room and in the processes broke it severely. Instead of just telling Professor Palladium and avoiding trouble; he had to find out the hard way someone had broken it. I'm here to ask if you heard or saw anything dealing with this entire thing?" Griselda asks in her usual crisp tone, while eyeing Vivian up and down to see gauge her reaction.

Vivian scratched the back of her head feigning to think after which she shrugged obliviously. "No ma'am. After class I went out, lost in the forest and then found my way back through sheer luck and got to my room and I was reading some comics to chill out a bit," Vivian rattled.

Griselda nods gently at the statement, think for a moment herself on this, "Well, if you do hear any rumblings, please contact Palladium or myself. I will be resuming my rounds to speak to your fellow classmates. If your dormmates return, please ask them if they know as well." The woman turns and heads for the door, but stops, "Have a good and wonderful rest of the afternoon." Without another peeps, the woman leaves, closing the door and heading down the hall to further knock on doors.

As soon as Griselda turned tail, Vivian relieved a huge sigh of relief. She did it, she deceived the dictator of Alfea. Hah. She could jump for joy! Couldn't she? (...) Kyrstal still got badly hurt, and it was her fault.

Vivian went back to her room, feeling more distraught than before.

While the window might be closed, the muted sounds of laughter and music can be heard just outside. There didn't seem to be any chatter of the simulator at all, just normal life stuff. The comic lay upon the bed, ready to be read once more.

Vivian noticed the comic and threw it away in a random direction. She didn't want to read in the first place, and definitely didn't feel like it at this moment.

The comic hit a random shelf and slowly slips down behind it, lost from view. All that is left is the sound of those outside and the stillness of the dorm.

Sonya came through the common area quickly headed to her room, grabbing her bag and coat and making sure she had her wallet before heading back out.

Two weeks had not helped Luna get used to the new world she found herself in, but she was learn a tiny bit. Today, she was supposed to learn her fate from Faragonda, so grabbing her spade from beneath her bed, she heads out of the room to see what the powers that be had to say.

Xanthe entered the dorm, leaving the door open and headed to her loff. She grabbed a gutair and began practicing her set.

Hearing the music from her dorm, Snow leaves it and pokes her head inside, "Hey Xanthe." She gives her a smile, hoping she wasn't intruding.

"Oh, hey Snow" Xanthe replied, looking at the set list, "What's up?"

"I heard you playing and thought I'd see what was going on." Snow answers, holding her hands behind her back. She really felt like she was intruding on a private moment at this point and felt pretty nervous.

"I'm just practicing for the homecoming dance. I'm just worried about some of these songs" she said.

Snow tilts her head slightly in confusion, "Why are you worried about some of them?"

"I have to make sure that I have permission to do covers for them. Earth ones, I'm not too worried unless it's posted on their Earth net, but I am just worried that some artists will say no, and I have worked with them in the past" Xanthe replied, and sighed.

"Covers?" Snow questions as she walks further into the room, utterly confused by the words usage. "Wait you've worked with famous people on Earth? How, when?"