[Soren Vale]

The scent of paper hung heavily in the air, almost like that sparkling aura that clung to Soren; his absol already rolling her eyes at his excitement. Forgetting his original goal for a good few moments after entering, the boy had chosen to scale each and every single shelf. His little squeaks of joy escaped him despite the knowing the rules that one needed to keep quiet or silent in such a place. At least Shoka had that much down, waiting patiently by a table while her master gathered up a hoarding tower of books. Legends, locations, general information on the island and its poke` residents... You name it.

He did however manage to regain his mind by the time he'd opened the first book, a look of realization on his face when he turned to look at the Absol who still sat quietly next to the table. " Do you think he'll come? I left a note and everything. I even brought the rope in case we needed to hunt him down." he whispered to the pokemon who only stared back. He'd left a little note for his roommate, depicting a tiny and cruddy map of their room to the library. Taylor was his 'expedition buddy'. Something that he'd one-sidedly decided after meeting him for the first, dragging him around constantly these last few months. But hey, it was fun; no one could deny that.

Today however he needed help to choose a specific location to adventure, thus was why he was calling Taylor. His fellow Mana Dorm buddy should have the choice to decide where they should go next after all! It just wouldn't be any fun or fair otherwise! But first he had to get there before Soren decided for both of them... again. It wouldn't be the first time for the silver-haired boy to hunt down the other and tie him up, Shoka got a good exercise dragging him around. For now though he turned back to his first book, reading through it with his expert speed-reading skills.

Taylor Van Laar

[Taylor Van Laar]

His hand gently rubbed the towel against his soaked hair as he stepped out from the shared bathroom from the boys' half of the dormitory. He hated using the shared showers, and he would much rather have taken a bath instead. However, he could not do too much about that, unless he planned on going into the city and wasting money on a hotel room just to shower in a private space. Draping the towel over his shoulders, the raven headed boy followed the uneasily familiar path to the door marked one. He was half expecting to open the door and see his nuisance of a roommate, and the surprise was mildly evident by a slight raise of the brow when he opened the door to find an empty room.

He should be thankful.

Stepping inside and closing the door behind himself, he locked it with a quick turn of the latch. He was already dressed, so there was no reason to bother with someone snooping around and walking in as he changed, but he really hated with other students thought the school ran on an open door policy. It was an invasion of privacy, and it meant that some students thought they could be chummy with everyone. With a noise of annoyance at his thoughts, he moved to sit down at his desk, habitually opening the laptop the moment he sat down. He cared not for his hair still dripping on his shoulders, and he did not make any movement to cover more of his casual clothing with the towel. He could handle a little water.

Yet it was then that he noticed a slip of paper on his desk. Intrigued, he picked it up, and any guess he had about its contents were quickly confirmed. "Of course," he grumbled, staring at the crude lines and scrawl on the paper. A map? It seemed. Leaning back in his chair, he tried to make out the illegible writing and map design. No, no, it took talent to be this bad. "Guess I'll get changed," he hated having to wear his uniform around campus. With a heavy sigh, Taylor stood up and closed his laptop before it even had a chance to properly be used. Within moments, he had changed out of his casual, post-shower attire and into his uniform, straightening out the white blazer. Despite hating his uniform, he could not have himself looking like a slob. And yet, he refused to properly dry his hair.

He picked up the so-called map and grabbed his bag, slinging the pack over his shoulders as he moved towards the door, locking it once more behind him. He spared another glance at the map, trying to make out just where it wanted him to go, before he decided to simply walk around the dorm until he spotted his roommate. Or, I could wait until he comes to find me. Hm, that did not sound like too bad of an idea. If only a certain someone knew how to not use force and unnecessary bondage to get what he wanted.

After a while of wandering, he turned into the Mana library, idly looking around. He wandered between bookshelves, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked. The map had since been crumbled up and discarded in a trash can, and he no longer had to worry about keeping the paper in his hands. He steps came to a halt as blue eyes fell upon a tower of books and his silver-haired roommate. "Huh, so you do know how to read."