<div class="floatright">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/270033.jpg)</div><strong>Isoke<br/>Dorm B5<br/>Tagged: People in the entrance &amp; cafeteria (in passing)</strong><br/><br/>It only took a few minutes for Isoke to finish unpacking; the clothes already folded were placed in his dresses in short order, his books already grouped fit neatly on the shelf, and the miscellaneous smaller stuff eventually made their way to their designated areas.  He knew the routine well enough to plan ahead, which turned out to have backfired on him in this case.  There was still plenty of time left until the first year assembly and Isoke began to grow restless with anticipation and curiosity as he no longer had something to preoccupy himself.<br/><br/>"Well, might as well make the most of my time and grab a snack at least."<br/><br/>Isoke casually walked through the dormitory wing with the sort of casual stride one would expect from a student of three years.  He hardly so much as glanced at the closed doors that seemed to emit all sorts of sounds alluding to the carnal activities that were taking place on the other side.  In fact, he found the various expressions on the first year students to be the most entertaining aspect of the walk.  An amused grin spread across his lips as he shook his head while he walked by the chaos that was taking place at the school's entrance as it did every year.  As tempting as it was, he opted not to linger out of fear of being swept away by the madness.<br/><br/>It wasn't long after that that he found himself in the dining hall and he made a beeline towards his favorite eatery.  A moment later he was walking away with chopsticks in one hand and a plate of chicken katsu and rice in the other.  He knew that it was basically high-grade cafeteria food, but the cook must have been an artisan at his craft with how well it always turned out.  The idea of grabbing a seat to eat had crossed his mind, but with so much going on in the school tonight he couldn't resist the urge to wander around and people (or monster) watch.