Day 29: Courtyard

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Hiei easily grew sick of the same walls--not to mention the same idiots always within those walls--and while not perfect, the chance to go outside was better than lingering in the boundaries of that damned prison. So when the chance came, the demon was quick to leap on it, heading outside almost quick enough to make a nurse wonder if he was attempting escape.

Almost.

But there were things Hiei had to take care of before he left this place, and first came sorting through his thoughts. Kurama was gone; the demon was sure of it, even without the use of his Jagan. The fox was one of the people Hiei was closest to, one of the few Hiei would admit being close to, and his presence weighed heavily on the demon, nearly as heavy as his absence.

It made him angry, that Kurama had vanished. Be it by escape or some other circumstance (which Hiei barely considered possible, only by his own refusal), the fox should be there with him, fighting with him. That was how they worked, supposedly. As a team.

Now Hiei would have to do without. And he would be fine with that, eventually. For now it was annoying, but that would pass. Perhaps quicker with a nap, and the demon moved under one of the trees. He didn't care that it was colder in the shade; his contrasting origins mixed with his stubbornness kept the weather from bothering him too much. Closing his eyes, he relaxed against the bark, as much as he could given the circumstances, and hoped for a lack of bothering.

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"Yes, they certainly are... creative," the shingami said in a quiet voice. Sparda getting a better look at her face didn't seem to bother her. She didn't care anymore who saw the mess that her usage of kidou had done to her anymore, especially since no one had actually told her what she looked like. All she knew was how it was effecting her sight, the exclamations of the nurses in the morning and how Aizen had reacted.

If her visit with Aizen hadn't mostly convinced her she was back to being dead, as she'd first thought upon waking in this place, she might have sought out a mirror to get a look at it herself. As things stood right now, she just didn't feel moved to see how unpretty she was thanks to the previous night. She was already dead, so why would it matter?

Well, she supposed she should put something of a front up so she didn't weird the others that hadn't quite realized they were already dead. She offered the woman a wane smile as she moved off.

Looking back to Sparda, Momo bowed her head in respect. "Thank you for your assistance last night. I wish we'd done more and I wish I hadn't blacked out before seeing if my bind had worked or not." She sighed a little. "I'll meet you somewhere once our doors open tonight to retrieve the sword. My friend gets a little cranky if she's unarmed," she said with a small smile that never reached her eyes.

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"The fight blacked out entirely shortly after you lost consciousness, I imagine." It had been a frustrating end to a fight that had built up very slowly only to go nowhere.

"I will be waiting outside the female patient block door tonight," Sparda informed Momo, since he had already offered to protect Emma, it would be a simple matter of waiting for both females to arrive there.

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The shinigami nodded; she was going to be meeting Signum close by anyways. "I will be there right away. I should be dressed in my shinigami uniform and not these clothes, a I was last night, so don't worry about me being a brainwashed patient. They would be waisting their time with me tonight," she said.

Momo had mentioned to Hitsugaya that Sparda might have been interested in Arts & Crafts. so she might as well offer a place to him. "Sparda-san, if you don't already know, I am one of the commanding officers in teh Arts & Crafts club, of which Saber-san is also a member. If you are interested in joining our particular flavor of resistance, we would be more than happy to have you. Strong warriors are always needed."