Nightshift 30: M-C Block Hallway

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It didn't take long to scurry down the short hallway and into the main block one.  His flashlight bounced along as he went, not quite a run, not quite a walk.  He'd feel much better once he was clear of most of the people here.  At least, that's what he told himself.  The truth was, as much as it scared him to face Kurogane or the others, it scared him a lot more to think of facing the things that lurked here in the dark by himself.

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[vintagebrit]

Mason raised his eyebrows. Apparently there were people in the world who didn't know what waffles were. That was just fucking wrong.

"Uh..." the reaper started, scratching behind his ear. "They're like... um... like pancakes. Sort of flat and bready, but you put them in a waffle iron, so they have a funny shape. Like, round, but with... with dents in..." He gestured uselessly, stabbing the air with his finger to represent the dents.

"C'mon with me. I'm just going to the kitchen. You can see waffles for yourself, mate," he suggested, and began walking backwards down the hallway, watching to see if the weird waffle-not-knowing fellow followed him.

[longlivetheking]

Mason's explanation didn't shed any light on the alien concept of waffles. What in the world were pancakes? Or a waffle iron? What were these waffles for?

"Very well, I will accompany you." Scar answered, following the human man. If anything, the trip to this 'kitchen' would be educational.

Or so he hoped.

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