Room # 310

Myth slowly walked down the halllway, passing Dorm rooms, 314, 312, finally, Room 310. Myth took a quick glance at the card to make sure he had the right room and stuck the key in the lock, giving it a quick turn and heading in. Locking the door behind him he did a quick inspection of the Dorm.

The Door to the hallway opened up into a small living room. Their was a small love seat, a recliner, a small t.v., and a fire place. The living room was attached to an open room kitchen, with sink, minifridge, and microwave, with a small bar table seperating the two rooms. On the left and the right side, were two doors. Myth went to the room on the right and peered in. It had a small walk-in closet to serve as a wardrobe, there was a bed against one wall, and a desk with a computer and internet acess along the other. Next to the bed was a nightstand that could also serve as a dresser, and the best part was the large window against the far wall. Myth deposited his suitcase on the bed, and popped it open. He began to put his clothes in the wardrobe and dresser, and deposited his other stuff on the night stand and desk.

After putting everything away, Myth decided to check out the rest of the Dorm. As he was walking around he found another door attached to the kitchen area. Opening it he found the bathrooms, a sink, toilet, and shower/bath tub.

Done exploring Myth grabbed a soda from the minifridge, and drank it down. He then went into his room, collapsed on the bed and laid there staring at the ceiling, as he waited for his new room mate, whoever that might be, to show up.

Hm, it seems my new room mate isn't to open, sounds good to me.

Myth closed his door, and rolled over to go to sleep.

Myth slowly woke up as the sun was setting, rolling out of bed his bare feet struck the cold flagstone floor. Pulling his door open, Myth saw why the dorm was so cold. The fire had gone out leaving a few burnt logs. Looking through the open door to his roomate room, he saw that he was fast asleep. Good, no one to see my powers.

Myth walked over to the fire wood next to the fire place, and began stacking several logs in it. After he felt that he had enough wood. he took a step back, and tapped his power. Tongues of flame began to flow down his arm, gathering in a ball in the palm of his hand. After the fire he held grew large enough, he tossed it into the fire place, watching as the wood began to burn.

The cold was slow to leave the floor though, so Myth decided to grab a quick hot shower. Heading into his room he grabbed his soap. shampoo, and a towel. Heading into the bathroom he pullled the door closed, turned the hot water on, and having throwing his clothes into the corner he stepped into the shower, allowing the hot water to massage his sore muscles.

After nearly a half an hour, Myth was done with his shower, and after wrapping the towel around his waist, and depositing some of his necesities in one of the mirror cupboards, he opened the door and allowed the heat of the now toasty main room to wash over him. The cold did not affect him, but that didn't mean that he didn't appreciate being warm. Heading into his room, he pulled the door close, dropped the towel and pulled on a T-Shirt, and a pair of boxers. He also decided to wear some athletic shorts.

Myth then went back into the living room, the gentle snow fall outside desuading him from a night flight. Sitting in the recliner by the fire, he began to flick through the t.v. channels looking for something to watch.

Great, everything was fine, and now he wants to hang out...

Deciding not to wait around for his room mate, Myth fipped off the t.v., went into his room while pulling his shirt off, and after tossing his shirt onto the bed pried open the window. As the window opened a gust of wintry air blasted through the room, but Myth didn't mind. Pulling on his sneakers he climbed into the window frame and leapt off into the air. Wings sprouting from his back he quickly gained altitude as he want flying.