[i]She was somewhat displeased with going to Japan for the simple sake of using Riddle as a recruitment tool, whereas her colleagues at Mexico were about to pander to their customers for loads of coin. This would even add insult to her injury, the undesired nickname that began from that place, of which Celine was already sensing some bad vibes about it. Whether would it be the fact that there was a school for assassins there, their uncanny gameshows made her wish they would drop a third nuke for god's sake, or so did their cartoon-girl cultists, hell, even all of the above, made her slightly hesitate about the idea of going there. But she's already here, and there's no turning back now.[/i]

It was luck's blessing that Celine dozed off close to the Second Year hallway, finding herself near where she should be when the loudspeaker woke her up. Typically, she simply laid down, but the tiring trip to the country downed a bit more energy than expected, pulling her into a nap when she was only supposed to relax on the benches by the windows after the opening processions. 

Nevertheless, it was only a trivial amount of fatigue she had to relieve, so Celine was back to a state of energy that didn't make it too easy to fall asleep. The room was just around the corner, and a simple walk shall get her there in no time.