Night 43: F-A Block Hallway

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Beatrix did not pause as she passed through the junction of the prisoner hallways. She was alert for snakes in the grass, so to speak, but she had a feeling the day that bitch decided to take her revenge she wouldn't be subtle about it. As it was, the Bride had let her be far too long. Tonight would be the first step toward her desired outcome.

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A rake? Okay, he was a little skinny, but he really didn't think of himself that way. As long as he stayed in shape, he thought his body was as good as it was going to get. "I'm not tall, you're just short," he retorted, glad to be around someone who was actually shorter than him for once. (And the fact that he was thinking about such inane things showed Yuffie was being as good a distraction as he'd hoped.)

But Suzaku had no particular need to see Yuffie strip, either, so he was glad to commence Operation. . . Buttkicktastic. Where did she even come up with these things?

Suzaku followed her out the door, walking a little awkwardly due to the combined hindrances of the knife against his thigh and the pile of metal in his arms. It would suck massively if they got attacked now, but that probably wasn't likely in these hallways. "Does Team Awesomesauce get codenames?" he asked idly for the sake of conversation as he followed her towards the second row. He flicked his flashlight down the hall, noting the number of the closest one -- F30, perfect -- and stepped up to the door.

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