*he notices the odd secondary aura, but shrugs it off, chalking it up too just being a personal trait of Yashoku*<br/><br/>Well, I still think they have too many rules, but hey, nothing's against the rules if you don't get caught.<br/><br/>*he gets up, and starts rummagging through his bags, suddenly pulling out what appears to be a neatly-folded intervoven webbing.  He places it on the floor and turns back towards his bed.  He reaches down and lifts it with seemingly no difficulty, and he walks out and deposits it into the hallway, then returns*<br/><br/>There we go, thats taken care of.  Someone else can have two beds.