Day 26 Nightshift: F11-20 Hallway

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Momo had once again thoroughly cleaned her katana and was set for the night mission when the intercom clicked on. She listened to the announcement and sighed. So this was what Hitsugaya had meant by Special Counseling. One of the patients turned temporary enemy for the night was right in in the way of her mission and this time she had a young girl with her and Signum. She sighed again and slid the cymbal into the back of her pants and her katana into the sheet-belt at her side. She was even happier that she'd come across Kimbley this morning than she'd been earlier. She was going to need Signum properly equipped.

Stepping out into the hallway, Momo put her back to the wall after checking the small bit of the hall to the left before the wall. Sumeragi-san and Signum will hopefully be moving rapidly. They needed to move.

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[akarusa.livejournal.com]

"Hinamori-fukutaicho..." Hokuto hesitated, still unsure of her place. She wasn't allowed to give orders, but were suggestions allowed? Well, she didn't see why not. "I don't think we have time for that. The nights are only so long, and we've got supplies to collect. The gardener's shed isn't very close to here, I don't think, and there's probably going to be a lot of monsters in the way."

She stopped just short of saying that they had to remember their priorities, but the implication was probably clear enough. She'd spoken as respectfully as possible, and simply stated her opinion. If Momo insisted on taking a detour... well, she'd have to obey her commanding officer.

She understood why taking a vote was beyond impractical in battle situations, but this was the downside of obeying a single leader...

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Momo ignored Hokuto's words as she stared down the hallway. They were things she already knew, but were being overpowered by her want for Ichimaru's blood. Rukia's reiatsu dropped to a dangerous level and the shinigami tensed up even more. They were all being taken down and here she was staying in place while Ichimaru continued what he'd been doing in Soul Society.

Signum's words, though, pushed through the red the shinigami was seeing. She wasn't sure what exactly it was about the knight's words that struck her so. Perhaps it was due to the memory of their first conversation about commanders and soldiers. Maybe it was the implication that if the shinigami went to carry out her vengeance, Signum would be there right beside her. And find her death there.

Slowly, Momo's hands relaxed and she drew in a deep breath. "A commander's personal vendetta does nothing but get him and his men killed," she said in a matching low tone to Signum, reciting words she'd been taught to remember when she'd first become a seated officer. "If I start to lead us to the Sun Room or you see red death in my eyes, please remind me of what I just said."

She took another deep breath. "I'm sorry I snapped at you," she said apologetically.

One moment longer as the shinigami rolled her shoulders to release some of the tension before she turned around. She was collected and under control, barely, and she'd stopped shaking with anger. She tried to soften her expression, achieving it everywhere but her eyes which still held a hard edge though no longer seeking death.

"We are continuing with our mission," she said without a waver in her voice. "First we must make a quick stop in the Men's Block."

[blazing-general.livejournal.com]

"I am at your service." She deadpanned, and spun a frying pan up to rest on her shoulder with a casualness she couldn't quite feel in the heavy atmosphere. She supposed it did feel good to offer guidance, as much as she tended to distance herself from her trainees. And more importantly, she would get through the night without a fight with her closest ally here.

She wasn't sure why they were heading to the men's block, but with her confidence in her ersatz commander restored she was willing to go without an explanation. A last-minute addition to their team, perhaps? "Lead on."

[akarusa.livejournal.com]

Curious... "Are we picking someone up?" Hokuto asked. She knew she probably wasn't supposed to ask questions, just obey, but she wasn't military, therefore still uncertain of the rules, and so on her first night with them she figured a few breaches of protocol were tolerable.

The chill in the air wasn't going away either, and she didn't like how it felt exactly like she was scared. She wasn't, dammit--she had nothing to lose anymore.

Although, honestly, she intended on being here for a long while, and the idea of getting taken down after only a few days... worried her. She wouldn't admit to more than that, but it did.

[hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com]

Momo lightly touched Signum's elbow after she'd hoisted the frying pan up. "Thank you," she whispered and gave the woman something that could have been a smile. She then addressed Hokuto.

"No," she said with a shake of her head. "An asset." For a brief moment Momo's eyes took on that mischievous glint she'd had earlier before Ichimaru had been released. "You'll see."

"Let's move. Sumeragi-san, take up center position," she said, taking a moment to meet the girl's eyes to make sure she was understood. She then headed quickly down the hall toward the M-Block.

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