Angelo tried valiantly to chase the Dark Dorm girl but ended up falling just short of being able to chase her all the way. She fled into her own room, locking it behind Angelo so he couldn't get in. His chase was in vain. Ben got assistance from some nearby students that heard his call, two of them hoisting up the unconscious boy and one calling the teachers on their D-Ceiver. Shortly after that point a bell rang, signalling the students they'd have to go get dinner. Not long after that point the day concluded with everyone finishing up what they were doing. The Dark Dorm Student that had dueled Hayato also ended up in the infirmary, but was strapped to his bed so he couldn't escape. Some harsh punishments were going to be enforced for his illegal way of dueling.

The next few days were like normal again, with nothing unusual happening minus the occasional Dark Dorm student popping up here and there. For some reason, the longer the school continued, the population of that dorm also seemed to grow. Nevertheless, all first year students found themselves gathered on the ground floor. Even Hayato, who'd recovered from his injuries after a few days. Transformer stood on top of the transportable podium, his ever-watchful gaze piercing through every student in the room [i]at the same time.[/i] Eventually, just as it was getting a little too long, Transformer opened his mouth. [b][color=Gray]"LISTEN WELL!"[/color][/b] The man's voice rang loud and clear, not requiring a microphone to get across. [b][color=Gray]"YOU HAVE ALL BEEN EVALUATED OVER THE COURSE OF YOUR STAY HERE. AS SUCH, RESULTS WILL COME IN SOON. WE OBSERVED EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR RECORDED DUELS AND ARE READY TO MAKE SOME RISE AND SOME FALL. BE PREPARED."[/color][/b]

[b][color=Gray]"ALSO,"[/color][/b] Transformer continued, apparently not done. [b][color=Gray]"OUR SCHOOL IS NOT ONLY ABOUT TEACHING DUEL MONSTERS. WE ARE MUCH MORE THAN THAT. AS SUCH, THERE ARE VARIOUS EVENTS COMING UP YOU CAN CHOOSE TO PARTICIPATE IN. TO SIGN UP FOR ONE, HEAD TO THE RELEVANT AREA AND FIND THE TEACHER THERE. THERE IS A RACE SCHEDULED FOR THOSE OF THE TURBO DUELING CLASS, SHOWING OFF YOUR RIDING SKILLS. THERE IS ALSO A TALENT SHOW YOU CAN SIGN UP FOR IN THE NEAR FUTURE. FOR THOSE FEELING MORE LIKE SPORTING, AN ACROBATICS PERFORMANCE IS ALSO AVAILABLE. OUR POOL ON FLOOR 7 HAS SEEN QUITE A BIT OF USE, SO A SWIMMING CONTEST IS AVAILABLE AS WELL. ALL OF THESE EVENTS YIELD A PRIZE FOR THE VICTOR. YOU WILL GET A SPECIALIZED DUEL DISK RELATING TO THE EVENT YOU'VE WON, AS WELL AS A UNIQUE ONE-OF-A-KIND CARD. YOU CAN SIGN UP FOR ATHLETICS AT THE GYM ON FLOOR NINE, SWIMMING AT THE POOL ON FLOOR SEVEN, THE TALENT SHOW AT THE MUSIC VENUE ON FLOOR THREE AND THE RACE AT THE TURBO ARENA. THAT IS ALL."[/color][/b] Transformer jumped off the stage and the earth trembled as he came down. The man lifted up the [i]entire[/i] podium and hoisted it on his back, showing off just how inhumanly strong he actually was. Transformer carried the thing into the stairwell and rand down the stairs, leaving the rest of the student body to their own devices.[hr]Ethel was leaning against the wall, outside of the crowd. She hated them and also hated being in one. She still listened attentively to what Transformer had to say, trying her best to memorize it all. So results were coming soon. Ethel wasn't worried in the slightest. The other thing that the man had to say was about various contests, almost none that interested Ethel. Acrobatics and Swimming was a downright terrible idea, and performing a show for an audience isn't her idea of fun. That left the race. She could race. By now Ryder had allowed all Turbo Duelists to ride on manual outside of duels, except for a few who still haven't nailed it. She was worried about one thing, though. Ethel is fairly good at driving, but there's someone there that's [i]better[/i].

The girl pushed herself off of the wall as Transformer's speech ended. She spotted a familiar Wind uniform with black hairs resting atop, right in the crowd. Ethel walked over and yanked Ignia straight out, dragging her off without comment. [color=7ea7d8]"Let's sign up,"[/color] the girl suggested. Ethel didn't really specify for what, but the fact she was trying to drag Ignia toward the Turbo arena should've been enough of a hint. After about ten more seconds of dragging Ethel released Ignia, figuring she'll follow anyway. Ethel arrived at the Turbo Dueling arena without speaking another word, scouting the room for Ryder. He was sitting at the small table, ticking away at his laptop. He heard the girls enter and looked up. [color=8882be]"Oh. Hello, girls."[/color] Ryder greeted, then looked back to his laptop. [color=8882be]"Transformer's announcement must've ended. You here to sign up?"[/color] Ryder asked the girls and Ethel responded. [color=7ea7d8]"I am."[/color] Ethel flatly said, then turned her head to look at the black haired girl she was with. [color=7ea7d8]"Ignia?"[/color] Ethel asked her, her face about as expressionless as it gets.[hr]Haas was mingled in the crowds unlike Ethel, but listened just as attentively as her. He was a little scared of the results but also felt strangely excited over the competitions. Well, he couldn't race so that one was out of the question. But that still left three others, right? Though, to be honest, he wasn't all that good at acrobatics... and Haas was a decent swimmer at best. He also only really had one thing he was really good at and it wouldn't make for an entertaining show. So the talent show was a no-go. Haas thought about the implications for a few more seconds and then came to a conclusion: [b][color=aba000]"...I can't win any of these!"[/color][/b] he cried out in despair, causing the room to go silent. Every student around Haas turned their head to look at him for randomly crying out his anguish. [b][color=aba000]"...I mean... uh..."[/color][/b] Haas was at a loss for words. [b][color=aba000]"Nevermind!"[/color][/b] The boy backpedaled and proceeded to squirm his way through the crowd, trying to go somewhere else. Maybe he'd go to the pool. Yeah. The pool.

Haas, having decided his course of action, dashed out of the crowd and bolted up the stairs. Somehow he keeps running up and down those without ever getting tired of it. He reached floor seven in about a minute, seeing some of the second and third years relaxing in the pool. The lifeguard at the scene was none other than Snipes Crosshair, who's head whipped toward the door as he saw Haas enter. [color=#fff83f]"[b]HAAS![/b]"[/color] the man yelled, turning around. The lifeguard seat was dangerously close to the stairwell. [b][color=aba000]"Sir!"[/color][/b] Haas replied, saluting Colonel to avoid being lectured. [color=#fff83f]"I am glad to see some [b]ENERGY[/b] in a student of mine! I assume you're signing up for [b]SWIMMING[/b]? Consider yourself signed up!"[/color] The military man informed Haas, who almost sunk through his knees in despair. He only came to the pool to scout the competition, not actually sign up for it! All the boy could reply with was an energetic [b][color=aba000]"Yes sir!"[/color][/b] It didn't reflect his actual feelings, of course. Haas went over to one of the changing booths to get changed, figuring he might as well start practicing now that he's got no choice.