At some point, there would be a blonde figure scouting the halls in a fairly foul mood. Marisa had been in the middle of writing a paper, debating on saving it and just surrendering for the night to try and get a bit of sleep when the alert happened. She had growled, saved her work and took off in nothing more then a hoodie, pj pants and her hakkero resting in her pocket. It didn't have a full charge at the moment but it would have to do.

But spotting teh other blonde she at least whispers as loud as she could, "Hey Flan!" before moving closer. Because not startling team member. She's learning that quickly still.