Kathryn
```It's too early to be up like this.```
Jacqueline
With the sun still down, all that could be heard was the soft snores from Rita who had her face planted on the keyboard. Rita jumped up realizing just how many keys her face managed to type. Looking over the array of letters, the girl grumbled to herself in dissapointment. Gazing at the time the corner of the screen read to be...2:45 am. She hit the backspace keys a little harder than expected, trying to make sure that everything she typed beforehand had appeared on the screen.

 With multiple tabs opened as well as folders, Rita skimmed through the text of the documents still trying go through her everything. It was her thesis that she had her eyes fixtated on and no it wasn't like she didn't start on it, in fact she's been working for a whole while now. What was it that was missing? Perhaps once her assistant and her friend gathers up exactly what she needed on the lake they'll get somewhere on this. Rita pushed her glasses up focusing on the screen of the computer and going back to typing.
William
The newcomer wondered the endless rooms of the mansion, from the room that they had assigned him all the way to the library that he has just entered. Quinton ran his gloved hand down his face, running it down the light amount of stubble he had from the lack of self care during the last few days of constant travel. If it wasn't for the massive amount of jet lag and the large cup of coffee he has gotten in his system upon arrival to the island, there would be no way he could even be standing. 

Footsteps could be heard echoing throughout the library as his black leather boot struck the hardwood floor with each step. His hands slid down into his pockets, letting them rest there while he made his way to the endless amounts of books on one of the multitude of shelves. His gaze slid upwards to the top of the shelves, squinting into the dark to read off caption that identified the types of books in front of them. It read, *History*. Quinton now diverted his eyes back to the books in front of him, grabbing the one right in front of him to skim over out of raw, bored, curiosity. It was a book about the evolution of Poke'balls, something that really didn't interest the boy all that much. And with that, he slid the book back into its rightful place.
Jacqueline
As she was fixtated onto the monitor, all that could be heard was the repetitive clicks of the mouse and the tapping of the keyboard. That wasn't until she heard the taps of footsteps among the library. Was it maybe the librarian that was there? She remembered they were just about to close the place until she came in with piles of of research papers, very early in the morning. The place was dim, and all she could see was a silhouette of an unfamiliar figure. 

The clacking noises of the computer stopped, and for a moment she gazed at the the figure. The librarian should be asleep by now... And for sure the person didn't look like her roommate either. She seemed more alert now, straightening her back she turned right back to her work, stumped as to what she was going to write next.
William
Quinton's tall and lean figure lingered in front of the bookshelves behind Rita. The light off of her computer would illuminate his dark red trench coat, his brown hair and what seemed to look like the outline of a pokeball hanging from his side. This was a lot of things, a librarian was definitely not one of them. It was definitely kind of odd that a guy was hanging out in a library at this time of night. Maybe he was up to no good?

Finally noticing the clacking of a computer, his head peered over his shoulder to face whoever was behind the screen. All he could see was the back of someones head with a bright computer screen in front of them. His eyes squinted to adjust themselves to the sudden change of light, focusing themselves on the figure typing on the computer.

''Er.. Hello?'' His cold, raspy voice spoke out towards the stranger as he stepped closer to the girl. His hands slowly slid back, resting themselves on his waist. He then proceeded to wait for response. Hopefully this person was smarter than everyone else he had come in contact prior to this. Maybe they could actually direct him to his room in this large ass building. Maybe...
Jacqueline
As she heard the footsteps coming closer she turned her head, removing the glasses so she could get a better sight of the figure since it was dim and blurry blurry for her. After all and the glasses mainly only focused on nearsightedness, so seeing someone from faraway didn't help her when having them on. "Good ano..." She glanced at the time from the computer screen, although it still was considered late at night it was still also early in the morning."Morning? What brings you here?" Rita then looked back to her computer screen typing up a few words all while mouthing them.

"Ah in addition to that, if you're looking for the librarian they aren't actually here. They wanted to close this place up early so I'm kind of in charge? Joking joking, but if you need anything I can help out," Rita twirled the rolling chair once doing an unintentional 360° turn. She then halted the chair with her foot, this time facing the guy instead of away from him.
William
His plain, dark brown eyes followed the girl while she spun like a child in the rolling chair. It was a odd sight for him to see. Such carelessness, such a childish behavior. It was something that was truly foreign to him. In his region this type of behavior was non-existent. Some would even say it was extinct there. A sad, cold Region for anyone to find themselves living in for sure.

''I came here for the same reason everyone else came out here to this good for nothing island.'' Quinton said as he reached into his trench coat's pocket, the sound of paper crinkling was hard. It was his invitation to the island. He showed it to her beefly before sliding the crinkled piece of paper back into his pocket. ''And to what brought to library..'' He cleared his throat, not wanting to dare say that he was lost. ''I'm checking out the mansion for myself. Damn, this place is large...''
Jacqueline
Rita's eyes averted to his pockets seeing the crumpled up invitation. In contrast, hers was in a lot better condition mostly because being invited in such an island was an honor for her. "Good for nothing? Exactly what got you invited, young man" A light chuckle came from her, she was surprised to see his reaction being that way. He must've been invited for something prominent. "Well I wouldn't say good-for-nothing considering Sigford's reputation" She placed her finger to her chin and grinned. "I'm here for research, I've been focusing more on piecing together my dissertation." 

"The mansion is huge and I've never seen anything like it," The purple haired girl leaned back and gave another twirl with her foot and then stopped the chair. Now that she thought about it she has been in the mansion for a while and there was still a lot to see. "I still haven't seen everything yet, but then again I'm usually working even on vacation."