http://materianinja.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] materianinja.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2006-12-22 12:20 am
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Nightshift 20: Hallway F11-F20

This was totally bogus.

What right did any of these people have to just cart her away from her conversation with a cute guy in stick her back in her room? Geez. This place was really starting to get under her skin. Stupid nurses. Stupid doctors.

Frustrated, Yuffie wolfed down her food as soon as it'd been brought to her, lazily tossing the tray on the floor once she was done. So what if she made a mess? All the more reason to let her out. And out was where she was heading tonight, one way or another.

But first... She was going to leave a little something to remember her by... Grabbing the sheet off her bed, Yuffie gnawed at the edge of it until she'd made a small tear, then proceeded to rip the sheet down the edge, making a long strip. Grinning at her genius, she took up the strip, wrapping it across her forehead and tying it tight in the back.

"Ok, you crackpots. It's ninja time." Still grinning, Yuffie pulled the pillow case off her pillow and began ransacking the room once more, filling the pillow case with whatever she could find useful around the room. The radio, the journal, the pens--though some of those she stuck in the back of her headband for easy access. Still, she was just as disappointed last night in the lack of interesting things in the room.

"Time to find something a little more interesting, then..." she muttered, hurrying out into the hallway. No was out yet, but she didn't care much. She didn't feel like bothering with anyone else tonight. Especially if she didn't know them. So, she quickly hurried on.

[Ninja-ing over to here.]

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