"Kirin was not present in class this afternoon," Noel combed her hair, her silk blue pajamas rubbing tenderly against her skin. "Do you know where she was during that time?"

Cion bit her tongue and shook her head, laying down on the bed. The dorm's were uniquely furnished. Heaven's dorm consisted of plush white sheets and pillows with a heavy light blue blanket. The drapes complimented the dull colors with it's pale cream and white lace pallet.

Cion curled into her pillow and groaned lightly. She wasn't the best liar.

"It would have been nice to know where she was," Noel continued, gingerly placing a hand on her side. "I would've like to see her condition with my own eyes."

"S-she's fine! Really!" Cion blurted, her face still buried in the pillow. Noel raised a brow but did not question the obviously distressed brunette.

"Very well," she lowered her voice to a whisper and took to her bed before shutting off her lamp. "Good night."

A thick air of silence laid itself in the room; it was suffocating.

"You should ask her partner," Cion swallowed, digging her fingers into the sheets. "That tall, white haired guy. He's friendly enough."

"It does not matter if he's friendly or not. All I require is information, him being all smiles means nothing to me." Her concern had put her in a bitter mood. The tone of her voice was a clear indicator of that.

"R-right, I'm sorry."

Noel turned onto her side and glanced at Cion with much regret, "My apologies. I should not had snapped at you."

"It's alright-"

"It is not. It was not right of me."

Cion exhaled, her breath warming the pillow. "It's fine. Just get some sleep."

Morning peeked through the curtains and tickled Noel's skin with it's warmth. The pleasant weather seemed to ignore her strife as rose from her bed, caked with sweat. The ever reoccurring nightmare had tainted her sleep once again.

"Oh good, you're awake," Cion sat at the edge of her bed, staring the smaller girl down with the upmost concern. "I was about to wake you up. It looked like you were havin' a nightmare."

Noel grabbed a wet cloth that laid on her bedside and patted her body down before returning her gaze to her partner. "I was."

"Oh."

A thickening silence came over the both of them once more. Cion squirmed in her seat in obvious discomfort. "You know," she started, desperate to break the sullen mood. "You sleep with your eyes open."

Noel nodded before setting the wash cloth back in it's basin. "Yes. I was hoping to discuss that matter with a doctor, but seeing as the one stationed here does not care for Dolls..." she trailed off and stared at the ceiling.

"I wonder what her problem was."

"I'm certain she has a reason for her distaste."

"That doesn't give her a reason to be so damn rude!"

Noel gave only a grunt in response and left to change out of her nightwear. She dressed herself in her light blue turtleneck and gray slacks before heading out the door without so much as a "good bye".

Seeing as she had the day off, she felt horribly out of place as she roamed the halls. She like structure schedules and plans. Having to be without them for the day felt like a curse of some sort.

"Maybe," she mumbled to herself, a finger hovering over her chin in thought. "I'll converse with that Biscotti fellow. Surely I can cox some information out of him."

She nodded to herself in agreement before making her way to the other side of the Academy.

The dorms were held in separate wings, since keeping them too close would start conflicts and fights. For the most part, students respected and tolerated each others decision, but there were some times in which idle discussion warped into violent battles due to varying view points.

"Looking for Kirin?" A voice called from behind.

Noel turned on her heels to face the towering figure that had spoken. "Biscotti, am I right?"

The man replied with a smile and a slight nod. "She told me to tell you that I don't know where she is," she scratched his neck and eyed the door further down the hall. "So yeah. I do not know that she is currently in the library creating a book fortress in the history section."

A grin lingered on his lips as he left Noel to her thoughts. She did not know what to make of him nor did she want to waste time thinking it over.

She could do that some other time. She had to stay focused on her current objective. Hand hovering over her throbbing wound, she stepped into the library.