Night 37: M11-20 Hallway

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[From here, roundabouts M16]

Celes tapped her foot and as she tried for the life of her to remember just where the Gambler resided. Hellfire, she should have gotten a straight answer from him. But then, it would have meant she'd also asked. Celes sighed and shook her hair from her eyes, adjusting her hair clasp. She walked for a bit, up and down the halls, listening for voices that were familiar. When the first hallway bore no fruit, Celes turned to the next one.

Halfway down, she heard the familiar accent of Luxord's voice through the door. There was still plenty of time to meet her subordinate, she'd been quick tonight. Celes rapped on the door three times and waited. "Master Luxord? Are you within?"

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Luxord felt somewhat accomplished about his roommate's change in tone. As if they could expect anything else from a Nobody.

Still, the conservation was losing its flavor once he was not the center of it, X found, meaning he removed the black uniform from the closet and moved it to his bed as the other two went on. Yes, this was it; his boots, the gloves, pants, coat- his piercings! He held up the bag that contained them and gave them a bright smile before moving to place his earrings back where he so missed them.

Despite the distractions, he'd still taken note of Celes' outfit. That received a smile as well.

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Celes caught Luxord's eye just a moment before snapping her attention to Noah again. "The same day you vanished," Celes fought to keep her tone from sounding exasperated. Had she not just told him such? Did his leave of absence also take his senses with it?

Patience was Leo's strong point, not hers.

"I lost track of you after Master Luxord had that... moment of inclemency, and we were herded back to those buses like a flock of cockatrice. After we returned to here, I did not see either of you at all." No, in fact, Celes had spent her time warding off a very hungry, very eager, monster bird. "I am sorry, Noah," her tone softened marginally. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts. Larsa had been a good-natured and kind boy, but Noah was not the only one that had lost a - well, she supposed it was different for him, Edgar had only been her ally and compatriot.

She needed to get out of here before she brained Luxord for being emotionally stunted and Noah for being... Noah. The general turned her attention to the Nobody and pursed her lips. "Also, I've come to ask a favor of you."

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After Luxord gave her the information she came for (a small warning in the back of her mind questioned just how much she would have to pay for that), Celes swept out of the room just as quickly as she'd come in, the beads in her hair clasp clicking together behind her her.


Noah had best be there in the morning.

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