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Cal still looked confused as she sat on the ground. "I was sleepwalking?" She took a deep breath trying to grasp the situation. "I haven't slept walked since I was..." She paused, thinking back, "About ten."

Cal got to her feet, stumbling and catching the end of the counter to stay up. "I'm ok. Just a little cold now." She gave Fuku a sheepish grin.

"I-I think..." She though a little. "It's probably stress and lack of sleep." She sighed, grabbing a towel to dry herself off before giving up. "Let's go to my room, we can continue this there," She smiled, "And I can get changed into something dry." She put down the towel and motioned for Fuku to follow.

Cal had no problem locating her room by now, after getting lost so many other times, she knew how to find her way around. Within a few minutes they were up the elevator and at Cal's door. "I don't remember if it was clean or dirty, but don't be surprised if it's a mess." She opened the door and the room, for the most part, was clean. Save for paper and pens spewed all over the floor. She immediately went for her closet and pulled out a pair of pajamas that had been throw carelessly on the ground. She changed quickly, not really minding Kofuku and just glad to be in some dry clothes.

"Make yourself at home." She patted the bed for Fuku to sit while she picked up the paper and pens. Her room was pretty normal. A single dresser with several drawers, a night stand by her twin bed that was pushed up against the wall and a desk that had many kinds of book. There were also little wind up toys, each of them looking like the pokemon she had. Gears and springs surrounding Skye's. She placed the papers on her desk neatly before sitting in her chair and turning to Fuku. "I feel refreshed!" She smiled at her, crossing her legs in the chair.

Cal giggled at how Fuku wasted no time to get a feel for her room. She remained with in her chair with a smile on her face, returning to the broken toy. "My dad taught me how to make these when I was little." She sighed, "It's only a hobby, I can't do much else." She wound up the little Ivysaur toy and watched as it danced around her desk. She reached under and opened her small fridge and pulled out a soda. "Would you like anything?" She offered her the soda in hand.

Taking a sip from her can of pop, she thought about the events that lead up to her sleep walking. "Well," She patted the stack of papers by her side, "I was going to sign up for some more assignments but I don't think I have the experience." She sighed, taking another swig, "So I trained, until my pokemon and I were exhausted..."

Cal sighed longingly, "We used to anyway." She closed the fridge with a gently thud and set her soda on the desk. She swept the mess of spare parts, gears, and springs away. Her little hobby was really did clutter up her desk. She moved the papers in front of herself, stacking them neatly in place. "I was trying to sign up for something but," She flipped through the papers, "I need to train a lot more for most of these things."

She yawned, what time was it anyway? "Cal glanced over at her clock on the nightstand. "Whoa is it that time already!?" She ruffled a hand through her hair. "You must be tired Fuku, putting up with my antics for most of the night." Surely her friend had better things to do than hang around with her this late at night. Sleep, for instance, you couldn't go wrong there.

Cal blinked. Maybe her sleep deprived brain was playing tricks on her. "You want to go on a mission with me?" That sounded so exciting, even though her face reminded calm. "That would be wonderful!" She beamed at Kofuku, finally someone who willingly wanted to go on a mission with her! Although she never did ask anyone to go with her....

"I think I need to get some sleep." She yawned wide and stretched her arms out. "Sorry to kick you out." She fiddle with her empty soda can, so much for keeping me awake.