Sunday Evening; Room 503, then doorway to 429.

[dojima_hime]

Yurika paced her room for about the five-hundredth time that evening.  Bored.  Bored and...something else.  For all that the island had just doubled in size, there were many days that she felt like she was trapped in a fishbowl.  There was nothing to do.

Snarling in frustration, she threw the door open and marched down the hallways, coming to a stop outside of room 429 and banging on the door.  "RED!" 

[OOC:  For the one.  Up early for SP love, and door to 429 modded with permissions of its owner.]