[color=126180]"Information formerly recognized. I will now engage in a recreational activity, in order to refresh my mind."[/color]

Shirako spoke to herself as she exited the auditorium, headed for the nearest fountain of water in which she could acquire, well, water from. When she spoke, she was being completely literal - both her main and backup processors had been working a little too hard lately, what with all these new experiences, and her head was starting to hurt. So, she took a nice, long drink of water - a process which took five minutes in order for her to fully recuperate, leaving a very strange impression on the other students regarding her. At least, those who needed a drink, or oversaw how long she was actually there drinking for. 

With her water cooling systems restored, what Shirako now sought was some quiet. Of course, socializing was as important to Shirako as it was to any other being, however she knew now wasn't the time. First of all, she had to cool down a little more in the wind and avoid further processes to relax herself. Second was because she knew people would ask things that she would be more than happy to answering, unfortunately. Her father indicated that on first arrival, many would ask about her and who she was, how she got accepted, and so on. Now for some of these, her father said to answer with amnesia, however with some questions this was simply non-applicable. Shirako had already knocked off a large number of these questions, however many still remained. After all, how can you explain to someone you didn't come to Beacon in a ship, but rather riding underneath it?

Exiting from the main entrance that lead to the lobby, Shirako turns around and stares up at the building. [color=126180]"I believe I'll go rest up there for now."[/color] She says to nobody in particular, before loosening the chains within the clamps so they dropped to the ground, alongside her pistols, which were currently in box form. If anybody saw, the clamps looked very much like prison cuffs of the old days, however before any questions could be asked in regards to their origin, Shirako had already lassoed one of the poles atop the roof, and suddenly accelerated up the building at intense speeds by retracting the chain into the stationary confines of the clamps. With a little excess force, Shirako hopped up onto the roof, and repeated this process until she arrived at the highest point available that wasn't visible from any high place. She didn't mind people from below looking at her, after all, just the higher ups. 

[color=126180]"This breeze is nice."[/color] She says to herself quietly, feeling herself cool down as she limits her rendered sight and other senses to speed up the process of recovery. [color=126180]"An East-North-Easterly wind of 27 kilometers an hour at approximately 21 degrees Celsius. Optimal conditions for recovery."[/color]