<div class="floatright">(http://rossanoistanbul.com/wp-content/uploads/parser/Jessica-alba-with-short-hair-9.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Libidinal Gomez<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>October 30th- ugly o'clock in the morning<br/><strong>Location</strong>Men's dorms- Libby's room-  pool?!<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Open<br/><strong> Misc Information </strong>On the prowl<br/><br/>After leaving the gardens Libby headed semi determine towards the men's dorms specifically Troy's room. She had no real idea of what she was going to say to the shifter. As Libby approached the door she raised her hand to knock, but paused inches away from the wood. Should she be doing this? Did she have any right? She had run from him and then avoided him for days. Her heart actually hurt a little as she reflected on her actions. Her hand never reached the door and the brunette turned away discussed with herself. She walked  no more then a few steps before turning and tracking back to the closed door.<br/><br/>That's right she thought I'm not here to<em>See</em>him, I'm just here for my card! Libby told herself. The fiesty girl was clearly lying to herself, she found her breath heaving slightly with excitement. The woman knocked at the door, her foot tapped impatiently as she waited for him to answer. She knocked again! Was he ignoring her now? "Troy?" Nothing! Libby felt her anger rising. She thumped her hand against the door. Instead of his door opening the door opposite opened and a head poked out.Keep it down will ya! the man said. Libby turned the beginnings of a glare crossed her features until she realized he might be able to help. "Sorry about that. I'm looking for Troy. Do you know where he went?" She asked<br/><br/>"Mentioned something about working out" the guy threw out before shutting his door again. The gym huh?! Working out did sound like a good idea, although maybe she should change first. Libby headed of to her room to get her "attack" were ready.