After being pent up inside for the past day and a half, Niikura was ready for a breath of fresh air, even if it was cold, chilly, contaminated-by-Landel air. He also just needed a place where he could run a bit and move and kick rocks or dirt or something because he was in a bad mood.

He exhaled slowly as he rubbed his hands together and began pacing back and forth at the back of the courtyard, trying to disperse some of the energy beginning to build up. There sure were a lot of people hanging around this place today. If he was going to run, he'd probably have to do it in place, and that'd look kind of weird, wouldn't it?

Well, they were all supposed to be insane, so maybe it'd be alright because it fit the environment. Sort of. Not like anyone here knew him well. Very slowly, with a few looks here and there, Niikura backed into a corner and began jogging in place. High knees, high knees, had to keep the knees high now...

[for Mike]