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Nightshift 26: F25

The man on the radio and the... Head Doctor, Celes supposed, had finished their tired arguments and left Celes considering her options. First and foremost, she would be waiting for Larsa and his companion. Still, her curiosity ran thickest when the man on the radio said something about a fire monster.

Asleep, in ice... Well, certainly she had an idea, and the blonde woman ran her fingers through her hair, considering her options. There was also this thin, green-tressed girl to think about. Hmm. The General settled herself at her desk, legs crossed at the ankles, flashlight up-ended on her desk for light.

Hopefully, the wait would not be long.

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Mion was... a little worried, at the strange voice on the radio. Nothing like what she'd seen and heard during the daytime, but then again that was what Rena had said was going to happen. She was sitting on her bed, flashlight in hand, and looked over at Celes.

"So... What happens now?" The future head of the Sonozaki asked quietly.

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"You've no plans this evening, Mion?" Celes had been looking at her radio again. Such an interesting piece of equipment, and she hadn't been able to take a good look at it. "You're welcome to stay with me, should you so desire. Though, there is someone coming to our room." After that the young woman had no idea.

The General steepled her fingers, pursing her lips thoughtfully.

"Well... No, not really," Mion rubbed the back of her neck nervously. She thought on that for a moment and remembered her conversation with Rena during lunch. They hadn't gotten to meet up at all since that... "Well... There's someone I'd like to find, a friend of mine, but I have next to no idea where she could be."

Celes continued to look thoughtful. "She told you nothing of where she'd be tonight? Mm... that does complicate things. Did she give you any idea? A room number? Others she may be joining...?" Celes curled a blonde lock around her finger. Idle contemplation bothered her like nothing else. Especially when she felt so... useless.

Where were Lord Larsa and his friend?

"No... She was just telling me what this place's story was when lunch ended and a nurse split us up," explained Mion, rubbing her shoulder. Rena had been handling herself for three days without her or anyone from Hinamizawa though, if that part of what she had said was true. "I don't want to be a bother or anything, this old man could just wait it out here or something..."

"I know very little of it myself. I hope to find more about it tonight." Celes rubbed between her eyes, trying to think. She hardly knew the layout of this place, aside from the idea that one had to walk to the... cafeteria to get outside.

Hm. Celes realized that one of the words her companion had used were... odd. "Pardon my asking, but did you say 'this old man', Miss Mion?"

"Ah... Do you think your friend will mind if I tag along with you guys for a little...?" asked Mion nervously. She was worried about Rena, yes, but running off her own would probably be very stupid, espescially without knowing anything.

Mion blinked at the questioning of her odd habit and looked at Celes curiously. "Yeah, I did."

"I have no problems with it, Miss Mion, and young Lord Larsa seems to be of an especially friendly kind. I would think he would not mind." Celes replied in answer to her request. Besides, Mion was a child, at least to Celes's eyes. "My I ask why you refer to yourself as an 'old man'?" Was there a bit of magic ~~or anatomy~~ Celes was unaware of?

If it were so, well, that only posed more questions that the general had no desire to think upon.

"Alright, thanks. Oh, you don't have to call me Miss... Mion's fine," Mion blinked at the question. People were just used to the old man thing where she was from, so she really had never had to explain it. Or maybe they just accepted her as a weird girl, which was true in it's own right. Unable to give a good answer, Mion shrugged.

[[go down! Follow the bouncing General!]]

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Lady Celes?" Larsa's voice called from behind the door. "It is I, Larsa. I apologize if we kept you waiting long."

After all, it was rude to have a woman wait no matter their rank or class. The child hoped that the blonde was not too aggravated by their current performance, especially since it felt as if a good deal of the night had already passed. He forced himself to suppress a sigh, hoping that was not the case and instead they would gain at least one fruitful night.

Celes was about to ask Mion another question, when Larsa's voice floated through the door. "A moment, Mion," she said softly, and stood up to answer the young lord knock, opening the door cautiously. She certainly did not wish to be caught unaware!

Her expression was calm and her manner graceful as she pushed the door open the rest of the way and allowed them entry. "It is good to see that you've made it safely here," she greeted them. Her gaze pushed around in the darkness to the tall blonde man, questioning his visage. "Please come in, I've a request of you, before we depart."

Noah was surprised to see the comely woman who opened the door, and not the girl he had been expecting. Giving a side glance to Larsa, he stepped forward to give the blonde woman a curt nod. He stepped forward, eyeing her as much as she did him. "Greetings, Lady Celes."

Truly, the young Lord knew no bounds.

"I am Larsa's guardian, Noah." He quickly introduced himself, wasting no time in following into the room behind Larsa. "What is it you require?"

Larsa glanced warily between the two, hoping their first impressions exceeded his expectations. He did his best to look as passive as ever before gazing curiously up at the woman at her request. It was then when he noted the young woman that was also in the room, gracing the other in a sheepish manner before speaking up.

"What is it that you wish of us, Lady Celes?"

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Mion looked back and forth between the two people who had just entered, knowing from experience gained from sitting in on meetings with her family that it would probably be rude of her to speak up until it was, well, her turn to do so, so she merely stayed quiet and waited for Celes to answer... Larsa's, Mion thought he had said from outside, question.

(No, no you can't. Just kidding. <3)

Ah, it appeared that his companion was... well, there was no time to think upon Lord Noah's appearance. That could be saved for the day... assuming they survived the night, though in Celes's mind there was no doubt.

Celes smiled, demurely. "I humbly request that Miss Mion Sonozaki also join us this evening. There are others she knows... however, they appear to have left her by herself. I'd would feel safer knowing that she's protected."

The general bowed her head as she finished her request. Perhaps young Lord Larsa would be so kind as to grant it.

This wouldn't be the first time he'd have to look after an entire group. It also wouldn't be the last. Judging from the appearance of the Lady Celes as well as her manner, she couldn't be any less than a woman of somewhat higher standing. Just what sort of standing was unclear, and it was doubtful her world even had the same caste system as Noah's own.

Shrugging off the thought, the judge looked from the girl to his own young Lord, giving a curt nod. "I see nothing wrong with it. Do you accept, Lord?" Truly doubtful the child would even think twice about accepting, and Noah had little reservations of his own for the accompanyment.

If the child had any inkling of what exactly invaded his guardian's thoughts, there would have been no doubt in his mind that he would've requested Gabranth to bend over before promptly punching him in the face. Alas, Larsa had not been graced with the gift of telepathy, and so he stood there ever so oblivious.

At Celes's request the young lord found himself shaking his head, glancing over at said woman once more and offered another smile. "I've no qualms about Lady Mion joining."

[[Skipping Mion with permission X3]]

"Excellent, thank you both very kindly." If Celes had known what Noah was thinking, she would've frozen him to the wall for his sexism. Instead, as the three nobles stepped into the hallway, Celes turned to Mion and nodded.

"If you please, Miss Mion," she said softly, the quiet authority of the general's voice was equally polite and firm. "I will make sure no harm comes to you, let us be off." She certainly did not plan to have Noah protect her charge, he had Larsa to attend to.

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