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The canopies that comprise of the student resting quarters are considerably lower than the rest of the place, as if they were temporarily constructed. Instead of having individual rooms, students must sleep in large hammocks haphazardly strung from one tree branch to the next, with only a very temporary canopy over them to cover the light from above, whatever escapes the thick foliage of the trees. The floor underneath is uneven at best, though there are large open spaces: if a student is not careful, they could indeed plummet twenty feet onto the ground!

There are no actual walls to speak of, everything seems to be foraged rather last minute: the entire room literally comprised of simple canopies, uneven wooden pylons that rock when stepped on rather precariously, and the natural foliage around them. Occasionally there is a soft gust of wind which makes everything seem like it will fall over any second.

[[ Entering & Exiting ]]
Well, she had thought the paper walls of the dorm at Conquest were ridiculously thin, and now she was being punished for her criticism, as the War dorms had no walls to speak of. Excellent. On the bright side, that equally meant no one would be tearing through them any time soon.

It was weird to feel homesick for an isle that wasn't her home, and for friends she had just made, but here she was. In a canopy, rocking back and forth, fighting with the jacking skellyphone. It wasn't that War was particularly bad, though-- Amarus was really enjoying herself, so far. The War horsemen were all a lot more hands-on than the Conquest ones had been, and much less focused on being quiet. In fact, apparently if they had a problem with one another, they could fight to subdue their opponent.

This was Amarus' kind of neighbourhood.

Amarus wandered in and lay down in one of the canopies with a skellyphone that students who had none could borrow. It took her a very, very long time to make it do even the simplest of tasks. Eventually, she sent what was apparently a disjointed series of text messages to Faustus.







Whatever the rest of the text was going to say was cut off, at that point purposefully (though it looked just like the other unfinished text). Amarus got up out of the hammock and wandered out, having sent her intended text. Well, four of them, in the end.

He meandered in to the dorms and claimed a resting spot for the evening after he'd finished classes and trailing for the day. He whipped out his Eyephone and sent a couple of messages.

Dozing slightly, the zomboil started a bit when he felt his phone rumble loudly against his chest. Blinking owlishly until he wasn't quite so in a stupor, Mort picked it up and, surprised, saw Bella's name light up the screen; well, now he just felt awful, given the short time it had taken for a response. Why hadn't he done this sooner?

((Note: This is at their arrival & first night prior to War class. So don't mind my going back in time here XD; ))

[Entering]

They were going to be sleeping up in the trees. This wasn't the first time the tatzel ghoul would attempt sleeping in a tree, oh no. She had tried on several occasions dating back to when she was a scarling. The thing about Levi and sleeping in trees, or rather the problem, was that Levi was one who moved in her sleep. A twist and turn was one thing, but the ghoul would shove all her sheets off the bed, bite her pillow and whack things over with her tail while attempting to fight something in her dreams.

All in all, Levi was one who didn't quite sleep "soundly" per say. She enjoyed her time in the trees muchly, but when it came to sleeping, the tatzel had always woken up after or near falling from where she was initially perched on a branch. If the branch itself was wide enough, there was a chance she could stay atop. Other times, if Levi kept her tail wound strongly around the width of the branch as a safety line, she could swing down and hang from her tail in case of rolling off. Over years and years of falling out of trees, these were just a few of the tidbits Levi had come to discover when it came to her sleeping in trees. But, here on the isle, they were using hammocks.

She couldn't really hang the same way from a hammock. Nor could the ghoul depend on it to keep still given these winds, she reasoned. Without her ability to jump, she was at a loss for falling and catching herself before she would crash into the jungle floor. This was going to be a rough first night. Falling asleep early to arise fresh and energized for class the next day, Levi drifted off to sleep...

... and awoke in a cold sweat, scrambling to clutch onto her hammock suddenly. Ack-?!? Breathing heavily, Levi realized the angle of her hammock and that she had been very close to toppling it over? What in Jack's name was I doing?! Honestly, she couldn't recall. Offside a bit and just below , she could see a familiar hint of pink and horns. OH, right. They were all sleeping within the same space here and West was one of the students training in War Isle this week. Smiling to herself, Levi quickly shuffled back into her hammock... staying awake for the remainder of the night. If this kept up, the ghoul wouldn't be getting any sleep this week; this would not bode well for her studies.

As the other students arose, Levi too prepared for class. She was awake, but not nearly as energized as she wished she had been. Perhaps the tatzel could depend a bit on West to keep her going through their usual competitiveness; this was her hope anyway.

[Exiting]