<strong>Isoke Naota</strong><br/><strong>Dorm B5</strong><br/><strong>Tags: None</strong><br/><br/>After exchanging casual greetings in the roost Isoke made his way to his dorm, conveniently located on the same floor. He was glad to see that all of his stuff was accounted for, having been delivered prior due to the weight capacity of the large flying bats.<em>Oh, the benefits of being a returning student.</em>He mused to himself. It had been his intention on taking his claim of his side of the room, but in the place of where the second bed should have been was. Well, something. It looked to be boxy in shape, but the heavy cover over top of it prevented him from being able to identify what was beneath. A large coffin? A cage? Such things were hardly rare at that academy and it would have surprised him if it was. Isoke felt a twinge of curiosity as to what lie beneath, but managed to restrain himself from taking a peek. After all, it was only considerate to give your roommate privacy until you knew where the line was.<br/><br/>Opening the chest that rested at the foot of his bed, the first thing he withdrew was a simple alarm clock that he plugged into the wall. The battery inside had kept a margin of power supplied to it so that when plugged into a large enough power source to operate the device, the present time displayed on the clock’s face rather than a flashing ‘12:00’. “Good, I still have a little bit of time before first year orientation.” It was tradition for the returning students to sneak glances into the lecture hall during the first-year lecture to get an idea as to the quality of ‘fresh meat’ that had been delivered. As long standing as it was, one would figure the Head Mistress would have installed one-way glass somewhere in the room to save them the hassle of sticking their head through one of the several doors.<em>Then again, that would be going against tradition now wouldn’t it?</em>He mused as he busied himself by unpacking.