Day 44: Women's Showers (2nd Shift)

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The sting of the water on Momo's wounds reminded her exactly where each and every burn was. Between that and the clear plastic wrapping the nurse placed around the long cut up her arm to her shoulder, she decided as little time in the actual spray would be wise. Sitting on a stool out of the direct stream, she went about scrubbing the grit and grime.

It almost felt weird to be alive with her throat intact, but Momo was not about to wish it was otherwise. In the past, maybe, but she remembered who she was and could not allow herself to become what she had been prior to her encounter with the undead knight. Wincing a bit with the pain of washing, she turned her thoughts to her upcoming meeting with Shikamaru. Or rather, she tried to. She still had to see Hitsugaya once she finished her shower.

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She seemed distracted by something which left Cissnei free to step beneath the spray and let the shower wash out her hair. She blinked the water out of her eyes and looked back at her companion. Hm, so she'd been paying attention to the bulletin when Cissnei had left her name. That was the only explanation. Unless she knew Reno and Rude as well and had spoken to them yesterday. "Yes, that's me," Cissnei replied with a small smile. "Although I'm told that I'm a little behind the times by Reno and Rude." And that was extremely frustrating. She didn't like the thought of them knowing more about what had happened than she did, or at least, not about what had happened to her and Zack.

The name that the other woman gave did jog her memory though, in a couple of ways. She recognised the name from the bulletin of course, but she also knew that she'd heard it from somewhere before. Maybe paperwork.

"I remember," she replied with a nod, not giving away her thoughts. "Rude was being over-protective."

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"A little? Try a lot." Tongue between her teeth, Yuffie leaned out of the spray just long enough to lather her hair up with a great big blob of shampoo. It was cold and slimy and slid down her neck, bubbles foaming between her fingers. She squinted through the suds. "Did they tell ya anything?"

About the multiple near-apocalypses, the 'out with a bang and a whimper' fall of ShinRa? About how the new AVALANCHE was different than the ones that'd come before? Yuffie still remembered hating those guys; she remembered sabotaging them at every chance she got, working hard to save her Wutai from people who had no right to be there, messing everything up even more.

Finger combing through her hair, Yuffie brought herself back under the water, vaguely worrying thoughts about great big gaping holes in space/time dancing a waltz across her mind. Not that there wasn't a great big hole already there, anyway. Yeah. Good job, Landel, you son of a maggot-infested dragon corpse.

"Makes a change." She rolled her eyes. Then closed them, because shampoo burned. "Usually he's just being bitchy."

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"Yes, it seems like a missed a lot." Rude seemed a little hurt by the fact that she apparently wasn't there. She had to wonder about exactly what had happened to make her leave. Zack... well, maybe if he hadn't... Uh, she didn't want to think about that now. She hadn't seen it so it didn't feel real to her. He was still alive from what she remembered. "They told me a few things, bits of what I'd missed. A little about you and the new AVALANCHE." She flashed the other woman a brief grin at that. AVALANCHE had been a real pain to fight and if Yuffie had been part of the original, then Cissnei would have had no problem with killing her now.

She laughed softly at her words about Rude. "He isn't so bad. He doesn't need to be protective. I'm perfectly capable."

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"Not sure if 'missed a lot' is exactly the right phrase," Yuffie responded, trailing off to scrub the suds out of her hair. Times like this, she really was grateful that it was so short. How the hell had Tifa managed, with that weird pony tail thing of hers going right down to her knees? She snorted. "Right. Bet they skipped out on all the good bits." Like the times AVALANCHE had kicked their butts, easy as 1-2-3.

She stepped back again, this time for conditioner. The idea of Rude being 'not so bad' didn't compute, so it went ignored. Thoroughly. Well, except for a wrinkle of the nose. "Did they fill you in on the weird truce thing we've got going on right now, then?" She asked.

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"It seems like I missed a lot," Cissnei replied with a faint smile of amusement. Things had begun and she apparently hadn't been there to see the conclusion. That was a little galling. Maybe things had been bad, but she'd never been one to shy from the difficult things. "I get the impression that your idea of the good bits and theirs would be rather different," she added, stepping back underneath the spray to wash the shampoo out of her hair. Yuffie was an interesting character though, she had to admit.

She nodded in response to the question, stifling a laugh at Yuffie's expression. "Something about that, yes. I'm sure that I can hold to it as well." Unless Tseng or Veld showed up and decided otherwise.

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Who wouldn't agree that saving the world had been a good thing? Except for the bad guys. They didn't count, though, since they were a) the instigators and b) a bunch of brainless retards. "Maaaaybe," she replied, faux-thoughtfully. "Not that I care what they think; they tried to do their job, we just did ours better. Win-win, in the end." In a (very, very) loose matter of speaking.

The gloop on her hands was cold and sticky, clinging between her fingers. Squeezing her hands together, Yuffie twirled back under her showerhead. Speaking of win-win… She glanced sidelong at Cissnei. "That'd be real cool of you," she said. "We've got a common enemy here, so I'd really rather not waste my time kicking your ass."

Yuffie didn't have any doubts that the Turks could and would turn on her, if it came to it. She wasn't worried; three on one would be a bit of a pain, but playing the environment to ones advantage was a ninja speciality. Humming tunelessly under her breath, she dipped her head forward to rinse out the conditioner.

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"Mmm, I'm sure," Cissnei replied with a smile, leaning back against the cool tile of the shower wall as she regarded her companion with interest. "I can't really give an accurate assessment without knowing what happened later on for certain and why I wasn't around for it." All she knew was that her mission had failed and that something bad had happened later. It wasn't exactly a lot to go on.

Her lips quirked when Yuffie suggested kicking her ass. She would be the first to admit that someone her size could be particularly dangerous, but Cissnei also knew that she was a brilliant combatant herself. She'd trained for most of her life after all. "I think there are plenty of things here to focus on killing before turning on other patients. I'll be glad if I get a weapon."