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Night 44: F1-F10 Hallway

"Take care," Sheena called to her new roommate as she slipped into the hallway.

The girl seemed nice and she wouldn't have minded talking to her more, but the ninja had stuff she needed to do. The more important one being the reaquisition of her ribbon. Now, if only the youkai had it and wasn't going to hold it over her head or something. Sheena had some time to spare since she wasn't meeting up with anyone, but that didn't mean she wanted to be caught up more than fifteen minutes with Yukari. That damn youkai was distracting and... stuff.

Obi ribbons fluttering behind her, the ninja moved quickly down the hallway. Yukari's room had been a few hallways over. She just needed to get there relatively quickly.

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Bridget had found that his new roommate was pretty interesting as well. He managed to make it through the halls unmolested, and knocked softly on the door to F10. "Miss Sohma?"

She didn't have to worry long at least; when there was a knock at the door and a familiar voice behind it, she hurried to open the way. There was something comforting about his presence. Even if the others had all gone away, he was still here, just as he'd said.

"Bridget, it's good to see you again." She held the door open for him to come inside. He seemed to be alright, despite all the recent hardships. No new injuries, and while neither of them had cause to be smiling brightly, he didn't look like he was falling apart either. "I um... come in. I'm not sure how much good I can do tonight. It looks like... ah- my flashlight that is... I think it's dy- it's not working anymore."

"You too!" Bridget had taken to wearing his coat and asking the nurse about long sleeves to cover the scars on his arms, and as long as he wasn't thinking about them, or about ... Armand... he was able to put on a smile and go about his business.

He frowned, worried, and held out his light. "Mine isn't too bad, but we should go look for some more batteries." He didn't want Kagura to go without...

"Is that okay?" she asked, looking sort of sheepish. It seemed selfish, she supposed, to get them just for her if his was working, but it would probably help them in the long run, especially if they could find lots of batteries.

"I think there's a closet upstairs that has them." She knew where a lot of things were, come to think of it. After all their nighttime travels, it was hard not to remember. "It shouldn't be very far and it's inside, so maybe it'll be okay."

"Okay!" He held his light out to her. "Would you like to carry the torch then? Or do you want me to?"

He still held the bat she'd given him, but he didn't mind holding both.

"Oh- n-no, I don't mind at all," she shook her head, setting her own light down on the bed and taking the one Bridget offered. Their fingers brushed for a moment; warm, she noticed. She gave him a little smile in return as she decided on her own aluminum bat instead of the wooden stick and turned toward the door.

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