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Night 41: F11-20 Hallway

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As usual, the doctor's announcement was vague and led her nowhere as far as figuring out what his intentions were went, but definitely foreboding. There was no way to tell what exactly he had in mind when he was cutting himself off like that among all the static, which was frustrating, but ... she supposed sooner or later, they would all see what would happen-- if it did.

For now, however, Naoto knew there were other important things she had to wait for, so the riddle can be further sat on later. Setting her journal back on the desk, she went to prop the door to the room open and sat back on the edge of her bed, then set the flashlight up to give the best lighting around the room she could get it to. Anyone else wouldn't be wandering around the pitch black halls without their own light, but Naoto figured it would be best if those dropping by could see easily in the room, as well.

Now, all there was to do was wait. She didn't care when in the night her radio delivery came in, but she wanted Yousuke and Kanji to hurry. There was a lot to talk about, and Naoto didn't want any of this time wasted.

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Despite the pain she was in, thankfully reduced to a dull throbbing by the oxycodone, as long as Beatrix didn't have to fight any monsters, or snakes, she'd be okay. Still, she strapped her katana to her back, thankful her primary sword arm hadn't been severely injured, unlike her other, and added the pairing blade into her hair.

She hoped HK-47 wouldn't find some reason to miss a third night in a row.

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There, night had finally fallen, bringing with it an evening better suited to a doctor and not a general. Celes nodded once at Momo and stepped into the hall.

"Good hunting tonight, my Lady." Celes inclined her head and started down the hall. Good hunting, indeed, she thought and started off to the men's blocks.

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Edited 2009-05-31 02:48 (UTC)

Momo was a bit slower to leave the room than Celes was; the shinigami nodding in response to the well wishes. Now that it was night, she was having a bit of trouble shaking the odd feeling of Hitsugaya's reiatsu. She knew she was imagining it - she had to be - but it was slightly distracting.

Get the flag to Fowl. Then get moving before you get him and his team killed.

Tucking the folded flag under her left arm, Momo set out.

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Fourteen or fifteen, wasn't it? Yousuke paused between them, noticing that one was ajar. Would that be like Naoto? Leaving the door partially open to let her less clever teammates know where she was? (Well, maybe Kanji. Yousuke could have remembered it if Things hadn't happened, he was pretty sure.) He knocked on the wall next to the door anyway.

"That you, Naoto?" It wouldn't do to walk into a girl's room without checking first anyway. He might end up having something thrown at him.

Naoto glanced up at the knock, but she didn't bother getting up from where she was sitting. She may have not have seen him here yet, but she recognized that voice for certain.

"Yes, it is," she confirmed in reply. "Come in; it shouldn't be long before Tatsumi-kun arrives."

Or so she hoped.

The door was opened slowly as Yousuke peered in. He had to blink for a moment, because he wasn't quite expecting the appearance of the girl on the other side. It should have been obvious, seeing as their clothes were taken from them when they were brought here, but it hadn't clicked with everything else that was going on.

So Naoto did have breasts. Huh.

He made a desperate attempt to look anywhere else, turning around to close the door behind him. "S-should I leave it open a bit for him too?"

After the nurses had collected her tray, Sakura was surprised to hear her radio go off so suddenly. She found it odd how the doctor's voice was able to shift from calm and innocent to dark and evil within a matter of seconds. "One mystery after another..." she thought to herself.

She picked up her flashlight and peered out the door of F19. The beam coming from her flashlight shook slightly as she peered around, and she held onto the door to keep her standing. Yue and Touya would be here soon... hopefully. She didn't even want to think about facing monsters alone.

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Why was she nervous?

Sheena faced the door to F20, idly twirling a spell card between her fingers, the paper spinning without her even paying attention to it. This was ridiculous. She wasn't taking the youkai out on a date or anything. She'd just set her up to have an interview she knows nothing about with a vile man that the ninja wanted to beat the shit out of on principle.

Being nervous was silly. Yes, silly.

Drawing a deep breath in, Sheena rapped on the door and then rest her free hand on her hip after adjusting the ribbons of her obi.

"If you would," Naoto replied, giving him a bit of an odd look in return. That better not have been over what she thought it may have ... Well, so long as he kept any commentary to himself. "Aside from him, I'm expecting someone else to come by briefly to drop a radio off. I assume it won't take any longer than a short minute or so."

She made a vague gesture with a hand, welcoming Yousuke to sit wherever he wanted to-- or continue to stand, if that's what he wished to do. It didn't matter to her. "I didn't see you respond on the bulletin, so I'm not sure whether you're aware, but Adachi-san is here as well. I'm uncertain if he will be coming, but just in case..." Naoto trailed off to catch any reaction Yousuke might have. "... As he is from Inaba, I didn't think it would do him any good to leave him out of anything."

Oh? They had company this evening?

Knowing her roommate was still in a bit of pain, Callisto decided to be friendly and get the door for her. (It couldn't really be anyone for her, could it? Though after the bulletin this morning...) She slid off the bed quickly, reaching the door in two easy strides.

She opened it only partway, and raised an eyebrow at the woman on the other side. In her defense, this woman's outfit wasn't nearly was bad as Yukari's.

"Good evening," she smirked. "Were you looking for someone?"

Aaaaand they're off! Or more she was off. Actually, Harley didn't much know where it was she was off to. All she had gotten was a quick message from Sheeny about Spider wanting her for something tonight. It didn't actually cross her mind to wonder why the guy hadn't bothered to tell her himself, and she didn't much care. He probably just wanted to pick up where they had left off the night before and try to get over the wall. Lot of luck they were going to have doing that in this state.

In a stunning display of foresight, Harley had actually prepared herself. Taking a lesson from the night before, she pulled one of the extra sports bras from the drawer over herself, leaving it hanging off her waist. She carefully put the sword through it in a makeshift sword holding... thing. Flashlight was good, too. Should she bring a bag again? Nah. If Spider had more junk to carry, she could take HIS pillowcase.

With that, Harley headed out.

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Edited 2009-05-31 04:07 (UTC)

Uh oh. This must be the roommate. Sheena remembered that she'd commented once to Yukari that she had no real desire to ever meet the woman sharing a room with the youkai.

"Umm... yeah," Sheena replied after a moment. "Tall, blonde, and irritating." She paused a moment before her eyes went wide, realizing that this woman was also tall, blonde and probably irritating. "Oh! I don't mean you!"

Oops. Open mouth - insert foot. That probably wasn't the right thing to say.

Juri changed into her student council uniform when the lights went out. She wasn't sure what to think of her roommate, but hopefully there'd be more dinners to figure that out. Unlike her first roommate. If she was quick enough, she wouldn't be in anyone's way.

When Juri stepped outside, she realized that she didn't have a map, but it was probably just as well. She'd just try each male block until she found the right one. She switched on her light and started down the hallway.

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If Naoto had been trying to derail Yousuke's current train of thought, then she'd succeeded spectacularly. He went visibly pale, flashlight falling from his hand. He bent down quickly to scoop it up, trying to think up any way possible to cover for his obvious distress. If Naoto thought it would be okay to bring Adachi to meet with them, then she couldn't know that he was the murderer either. So much for the slight hope that they'd be able to work together on this.

"Y-you want to bring him here?? Are we supposed to just tell him about, you know, everything?" Remember, Yousuke, this is Faildachi we're talking about now. She doesn't know him as anything else. Just Doujima-san's blundering, big mouthed partner. She's going to think he's perfectly harmless, damn it all. "I mean... isn't that a little risky?"

Yukari had just finished putting on her dress and was in the process of pulling on her gloves when there was a knock at the door. Content to let the ninja wait, she was somewhat surprised as Callisto volunteered to answer the call. Were they both expecting someone tonight? Finishing getting on the second glove and grabbing her hat, she walked over behind Callisto, peering over the other woman's shoulder.

"Irritating, am I?" she said with a smirk, adjusting the accessory on her head. Last was the ribbon around her neck; the ribbon she'd recently taken back from Sheena tucked away for now. It would be silly to wear it in her hair by its lonesome.

Well, tonight was already off to an interesting start.

Irritating and blonde she was definitely used to hearing. Tall? Not so much. She supposed she was taller than some. Gabrielle for one.

As her roommate appeared, the woman sighed and moved out of the way. So much for playing around. "Your girlfriend?" she asked, heart only half in it.

Gods, that outfit was still hideous.

Sheena looked over the roommate's shoulder to see the youkai there. "Of course you're irritating and annoying," she said to Yukari, scowling a little. "It's the easiest way to get people to recognize who I'm talking about, Yukari."

Sheena went to lean against the door frame and draw in a deep breath when the roommate opened her mouth and asked the youkai an embarrassing question. The ninja chocked on her breath and started coughing a little. She looked away, back down the hallway, hoping that the darkness would hide the sudden blush creeping up the back of her neck to her ears.

Damnit! I didn't even KNOW this woman! What the hell has that damn youaki been saying to her?!

"I don't know," Naoto admitted, and obviously this had been bothering her. She stared at him, attempting to figure out why he'd react that badly to the news (it was just as shocking to her, of course, but to respond in such a manner was nearly pushing it to over dramatic). "I realize there are several topics we would be reluctant to bring up in his presence, however..." Naoto paused, unsure of what sort of conclusion they should come to regarding this.

"... However, he has a right to know about the situation and on-goings of the institute," she finished off with, slowly and unsure. "That much, at least, and what we decide to do is what I wish to cover among us. I can't say how useful Adachi-san will be should he further accompany us, but we cannot leave him in the dark, either."

"I'm shocked, Sheena, simply shocked," said the youkai with a hurt expression. It lasted for about two seconds before she laughed. It didn't help when Callisto spoke up and the ninja choked.

"Oh, she'd like you to think otherwise..." Yukari trailed off, leaving out the "but" that was sure to come after. She smiled, and slid past her roommate and into the hallway, putting a hand on the embarrassed ninja's shoulder.

"Isn't that right, Sheena-chan?"

Yes we very well can leave him in the dark! We can and we should! Yousuke was still pale. He walked over to the bed opposite Naoto's and sat down rather hard on it, staring at the floor so he didn't have to see his friend looking at him. They shouldn't tell Adachi anything, just let him flounder around on his own and hope he fell a deep hole somewhere.

But he couldn't say that. "Yeah... I suppose we should help him with that." Maybe Naoto would give him some really bad advice? Doubtful. Naoto's advice was rarely bad.

Why did the world hate him so?

Kaoru waited in her room, pacing the floor between her desk and bed as she waited for Kenshin to arrive. She was equally excited and cautious of what the evening would hold for them, since they were going to be paired with another person.

It was kind of unfair, really, but hopefully he'd not keeping her waiting. It'd be very irritating, otherwise.

Callisto snorted. Well, at least they didn't try and deny it while switching men out like undergarments like two other women she knew (and had recently seen nailed to crosses).

Though she found her roommate's taste in both women and clothes to be lacking, she was still fairly amused by her every now and then. There were worse people to be stuck sharing living quarters with. For that reason alone she simply sat back down on the edge of her bed and smirked at both of them.

"How darling."

Sheena's eyes went so wide for a moment there was danger that they might fall out of her face and then they quickly narrowed. There was that -chan again and the insinuations that she--

"We're not- GAH!" Sheena growled and shoved Yukari's hand off her shoulder.

"Come on, you damn youkai!" the ninja growled out before stalking off down the hallway. Why did she put up with her again?

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Yukari only giggled as the ninja stalked off. She was all smiles as she opened a gap, rummaging about for a while until she found her parasol and flashlight. Once both items were in hand, she let it close and turned to follow, but not before flashing her roommate a smile over her shoulder.

"You're not actually half bad."

Wonderfully ambiguous comment sitting on the border between compliments and insults delivered, the youkari quickly followed after Sheena.

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Well, something was bothering Yousuke, that much was becoming obvious. He didn't normally act like this, not around her anyway, which was enough to pique curiosity and concern.

"Hanamura-senpai, is something the matter?" Naoto asked, although the question came off rather aloof sounding. "I don't imagine you have already run into something along the way-- or have you?"

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