Nighshift 35: Soccer/Recreational Field

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The warm night air kissed Archer's face as he stepped outside. A half moon was out, giving considerable illumination. On the bright side, it meant that he could see pretty well, even at night, but on the other hand, it meant hiding wouldn't be as easy, especially out in the field, without any cover. Nonetheless, he cautiously made his way over to the shed.

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[lady-general.livejournal.com]

Celes nodded at Ren in greeting and looked back at Archer. An alternate was fine, and Dante could go rot somewhere. "It's fine, Archer. Now, if we could hurry along and not stand out here like targets?"

It would figure that he would appear just as she was planning on taking her own leave.

[promisedawhale.livejournal.com]

"Not creatin... but friends are the most wonderful thing in the world!" Brook's mouth dropped, himself aghast. Why would someone try not to make friends?! It was a terrible thing to think of, and it cut Brook to the core to even mention it!

He was not able to continue (and thus properly scold Celes for doing it "wrong") as Archer returned, but not with the sliver-haired man. Dante really was gone it seemed, but now there was another in his place. "Welcome back, Archer-san! Oh, and you've brought another friend with you? Yohohoho! How wonderful! Nice to meet you Ren-san! I am Brook. You won't go disappearing on us either, now will you?"

[spirit-forge.livejournal.com]

"My thoughts exactly, General," Archer replied, moving to scale the wall. "Let's get out of here."

And with that, he easily pulled himself up, leading the way. He'd look for Dante tomorrow, which was all he really could do, but for now, he had a mission.