Day 39: Sun Room

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That really hadn't been the breakfast she'd been expecting, but Yuffie couldn't bring herself to complain. The kid made for good company, and was, if nothing else, pretty entertaining. She could've just done without the whole choking thing. That… That had been embarrassing. A bit. Okay, a lot. Yuffie was starting to get a feeling that this day was -- for once-- actually going to ping on her ‘interesting!’ meter.

Whether or not that was a good thing, she didn’t know.

By the time she’d reached the Sun Room's bulletin board, a kitten on her shoulder and a pen twirling between her fingers, Yuffie was starting to put her finger on why she had that weird, nagging feeling. Though on second thought, it was less like putting her finger on it and more like it had jumped up and punched her right in the nose; the feeling wasn’t just about waffles, magicians, or tricky candy thieves. Sagara hadn't answered her bulletin post; he hadn't answered any bulletin posts. She hadn't seen that stupid, spiky head of his all morning. It was like radio silence without a radio.

Agai-- No, Yuffie cut herself off sharply, frowning. She was just jumping to conclusions. It wouldn't be the first time, right? Right! And yet… instincts were instincts for a reason, and in a dump like this, who knew what could happen?

[for Okita?]

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[revolutionise]

Utena was glad to hear Juri siding with her for once. She wasn't completely on the wrong track, then. She still didn't have an answer to her upperclassmen's question, though. "Beats me," she said with a sigh. "I guess it might be because we're supposed to all be from different times and places. Still having a hard time believing that that's possible, but it's the only thing that explains why Himemiya was acting so strangely last night when she was fine just the night before. I'm not sure what to think, really."

The thought of different times suddenly made Utena wonder. "Hey, Juri?" she asked, suddenly looking more curious. "What all was going on right before you woke up here?" As far as Utena knew, there hadn't been a duel since she had beaten Touga (although she kept having this nagging feeling that she was missing something whenever she thought about that), and the only things of note that had happened since had been Nanami's brief cowbell obsession, the return of Juri's friend, Shiori, that one party that Nanami had thrown for Touga, and her and Himemiya's decision to move into the Chairman's Wing.

[fencing-captain.livejournal.com]

That was an odd question. Juri didn't move a muscle, but seemed to go inside herself as she recalled. "You and the Rose Bride had just moved into the Chairman's Wing. Miki was the last person you dueled. It looked like it might be a quiet time for a while." As quiet as it ever was around Ohtori anyway.

Juri didn't particularly want to go, but she thought it must be near lunchtime. Her stomach claimed that it was. She still had questions for Utena, but perhaps there'd be time later. If they were stuck here, as Utena seemed to think. If they weren't, then the questions weren't important, were they?