[hr][indent][b][I]The Corrigan Campus[/i][/b] 
[indent][i]October 31[sup]st[/sup], 2025[/i][/indent][/indent][hr]
The sound of Marilyn Manson's cover of '[I]This Is Hallowe'en[/I]' woke Mariand'r Grayson from her bed with a start. Sitting up in her bed, she groaned as the pain from her bruised ribs over took her body before she steadied herself. Despite the A.R.C. session being completely computer generated, that didn't stop the pain from being any less real. 

The session itself had ended when a power outage had been triggered across the campus. Apparently an alien had fallen from the sky causing quite a commotion across the campus. It was probably for the best, it seemed that more than half of the 'All Star Squadron' had lost confidence when the 'Suicide Squad' detonated the first bomb. Add to that Aiden's sudden psychotic break and no one seemed to want to challenge him. With the simulation suspended until Stewart could reschedule their group in, Mari found herself with time to heal up and rest. Well at least until later today, Mari wouldn't openly admit it but she was actually looking forward to losing herself in the generic beats and overly manufactured music of the dance that evening. She had even planned out a costume for that evening, now all she had to do was pretend to allow Freddie to convince her to come with him. 

Of course since it was Friday, Mari still had classes to attend. With a graon of both pain and general annoyance at having to get up, Mari climbed out of bed before pulling a pair of shorts on to grant her some modesty. Quickly showering, she threw on an outfit and rushed out of the dorm dodging the black and orange balloons before bursting through the doors and into the air. Landing softly outside of the mess hall, Mari made her way inside, grabbing a waffle and loading it up with whipped cream and fresh fruit before grabbing a table. Hopefully Freddie would be along shortly. 

Looking around the mess hall, people had already changed into their costumes. It was kind of funny to see people in costumes even though as members of the superhero world and Batman's granddaughter at that, Mari should have been used to the site of people dressed in such a way as to hide their identity. Shoving a fork full of waffle into her mouth, Mari couldn't help but notice how flavourful and delicious food was when it didn't turn her hung over stomach. In fact, Mari hadn't had a drink since the night before the A.R.C. session, she hoped to change that before the dance tonight. Pulling out her phone, Mari quickly wrote a text and sent it to Freddie.

[INDENT][I]"Get your ass out of bed and get over here. Kthanx"[/I][/INDENT]
Hopefully that would get his attention, she thought to herself as she dragged a finger through the whipped cream on her waffled before cleaning it off in her mouth. Feeling in a slightly talkative mood, Mari looked around the mess hall to see if there was someone else around she tolerated that she could correspond with while waiting for Freddie. Noticing a familiar face, she raised her hand in a wave to get their attention.