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Night 41: M51-60 Hallway

Recluse had used his uneventful dinner as time to hammer out and sharpen a new blade for Scourge, and do maintenance on the rest of his own weapons, then changing into his black Arachnos officer's uniform, ready for the night. Then, it had simply been a matter of waiting, impatiently as always, for the doors to unlock.

At least that pompous fool didn't lecture them all that long-windedly tonight. He slipped out into the hallway as soon as his door was unlocked, red eyes glowing dimly in the pitch black corridor.

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[orz so sorry for the fail D: For some reason I thought I'd posted him already. *fail mun is fail*]

Honey'd had an enjoyable meal, or more accurately, an enjoyable dessert. Sai seemed in a good mood and there was cake to be had, little as it might be. He rubbed tired eyes and busied himself getting ready for night to start. First they had to find Hika-chan and then the three of them could work together. It would be a nice change and he didn't mind so much that it meant less cake as long as his friends were safe.

He was kind of surprised when he heard a knock on the door. The intercoms had gone off a little while ago, so Takashi must've moved fast. Or maybe it was one of Sai's friends? He padded over to the door and smiled up when Takashi was waiting for him. Cake had put him in a good mood and he planned on keeping it.

"I'm ready! Sorry, did you have to wait?" he asked, stepping out into the hall with Usa-chan in one arm and his flashlight in the other.

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/633610.html?thread=53679114#t53679114).]

Oh good, he was just in time. Hikaru spotted his friends at the end of the hallway and jogged over to them, but his hunched shoulders and glum expression didn't exactly exude friendliness.

"Hey."

The door opened and Mori let out a small sigh of relief when he saw Mitsukuni looking up at him. As long as his cousin was alright, then everything would be okay. Or at least on the way to being okay. Shuffling his new closet rod under his arm, Mori reached into his sling where he had the dessert hidden. Carefully picking it up by the edge of the plate, he leaned down and handed it to Mitsukuni.

And then he sensed someone coming. Straightening, he looked down the hall and caught sight of a rather gloomy looking Hikaru coming toward them. Kaoru had mentioned he was resting, and Mori knew the other twin wasn't doing well, so perhaps that would account for Hikaru's sour mood. Nodding to Hikaru, Mori moved over to make more room for him and wondered if the boy would tell them what was wrong.

Takashi seemed kind of worried, but he seemed alright after a moment. Honey took the cake he offered with a giggle and a thank-you, not even bothering with a fork.

The piece was gone in a matter of seconds and he set the plate on the ground near his door. Hikaru had just arrived, and as Honey had suspected, was not in the best of moods. Hopefully they could do something to help with that. He sent Takashi a look and an encouraging smile. He knew Hikaru a little better than Honey did. For some reason the twins chose different people to go to in times of crisis.

"Are we ready to go?" he asked, glancing from one boy to the other. His so-called secret mission was really just a training exercise for Hikaru, at the request of his twin, but he'd rather not call it that. Honey figured as long as they kept things simple and got something small done, it would help Hikaru feel more comfortable about things here. And if they ran into something, well, maybe they could help him learn to react a little better instead of freezing up. And so long as he was aware of the probable reaction ahead of time, it wouldn't be as dangerous as it might be otherwise.

"I thought we could try going out to the field and looking through the equipment shed. When I played baseball with Souji-san, I saw lots of bats and things there. A nice aluminum bat would be great to have!" he explained. "Oh! And it might be good to have some things to throw too, if we have to run away. I don't think they'll have any shuriken or kunai, but baseballs would be okay! They'll be important weapons for defending the cake!" They'd taken all of his weapons away when he woke up here anyway. He'd always kept a few on his person, just in case Chika was feeling lively enough to try a sneak attack.

Sai was a bit slow to leave tonight, gathering things together and changing into his usual black. He acknowledged the others when they entered, but just barely. He had places to be, and things to get off his mind...

Hikaru raised and eyebrow. "We're going to defend ourselves with baseball?" In spite of himself, he smiled. The mental image was pretty damn amusing. "Are we going to get matching Host Club caps?" Maybe it could be a new themed cosplay idea for Tamaki to play with. If anything could motivate their "fearless" leader, it was completely random cosplay.

He moved closer to Mori, figuring that the taller boy would be a pretty damn effective shield if they needed it, and nodded.

"Yeah, let's go."

No time to get mauled to death by zombie kittens or virgin-eating birds like the present, right?

The look and the smile said all that he needed to know. Mori was going to need to talk to Hikaru alone sometime, just to see what was bothering him so much. Kaoru would likely show up to find Mitsukuni at some point or another. It was strange but somewhat fortunate that the twins chose the cousins to come to when they needed to talk and couldn't talk with each other.

Mori nodded to Sai as the boy left, but something about the way he moved was concerning. He seemed distracted, and that could be deadly here at night. However, Sai was gone before Mori had a chance to get a better look at him and he had to leave Sai alone. Right now, he needed to focus on Mitsukuni and Honey and the 'mission' they had set out for themselves.

They were apparently going out to arm themselves at the equipment shed. It took Mori a moment to map out a path to the place, but once he had it in his head, he nodded again, mostly to himself. He could get them there, even with a busted arm. Hikaru moved closer and Mori unconsciously opened his stance to better protect him. Oh, but speaking of shinai and kunai... "Cooking Club can make those."

Okay. Time to go. Mori shifted the new staff in his hand and stepped out, leading the way down the hall. They could talk as they moved, after all.

[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/631733.html?thread=53867445#t53867445)]

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