Mithos stirred, his mind blank as he continued to sleep. Only on the faintest edge of his consciousness did anything register, the dull sound of the centralized air conditioning finally turning on in the early hours of the morning. He stirred once more, his long brown hair matted down to his face and pillow as he continued to sweat profusely. Despite discarded sheets, clothes, and bedding, he was still overheating in the cramped room that the "school" afforded him.<br/><br/>A loud click, followed by an even louder humming sound that resonated in the room confirmed that the centralized air conditioning was indeed working. Further confirmation was given in tangible proof, shivers running up and down his body as the cold air fed directly into the face of the sleeping man.<br/><br/>He stirred once more, the sensations of suddenly being cold, and the air on his face waking him. Dark green eyes opened upon the world of the living once more, their edges tearing up and stinging as the sweat beaded on his forehead before rolling against the eyes themselves, causing him to blink profusely in indifference. He continued looking at the metal grating against the simple white paneling of the ceiling, contemplating in purely apathetic nature the meaning of having a vent placed in such a way. Bored at the possibilities he ran a single hand through the strands of his brown hair, displeased to find that it was as greasy as it was sweaty. Regardless of how he felt about it himself, or how others felt about it, the first action of the day would be to take a shower.<br/><br/>He slid both legs off the side of the bed, pivoting against the mattress as he did so, both feet landing on the cold floor of the small room that was more a cell than a room. Cracking both shoulders and back, he stood up, before grabbing freshly laid out clothes from the night before and tucking them in under his arm. Completely nude, and not caring for the fact, he walked out from under the door frame of the bedroom, before heading towards the shower.<br/><br/>Walking down the lit hallways of the detention area, he continued to enjoy the silence of the hallway, glad that there were no people in the immediate vicinity. It wasn't that he was shy about his body, for heaven knows it was not like they had privacy over the last two decades of being with the "school". It was just better than having to justify a view point that was purely a matter of opinion, with those that may not share so much a thing in common with,.<br/><br/>Unknown to him, however, was that there was already someone awake, their blue eyes scanning the hallway for any signs of activity.