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damned_institute2010-01-03 10:15 am
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Nightshift 46: Main Hallway 2-West
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Sakura wasted little time in waiting to see if Raphael could keep up. This was a mission, which meant something completely different from a simple argument in the cafeteria or outside during a training session. There was the goal, and reaching it safely and with optimal results was the only thing that mattered. She'd been teamed up with other annoying people before; after the Chuunin exams, most of team 7 had gone their separate ways, whether that was because of training or whatever other reasons. So teams weren't always with the people she wished they were.
At least she'd gotten her old clothes back. Raphael should have no trouble following the emblem on her back as she passed him by, taking the stairs two at a time with hardly a sound to mark her passing. Her flashlight flicked up and down the empty hall, a tool she might have put away had there been others about, but one that was still had its uses.
Sakura wasted little time in waiting to see if Raphael could keep up. This was a mission, which meant something completely different from a simple argument in the cafeteria or outside during a training session. There was the goal, and reaching it safely and with optimal results was the only thing that mattered. She'd been teamed up with other annoying people before; after the Chuunin exams, most of team 7 had gone their separate ways, whether that was because of training or whatever other reasons. So teams weren't always with the people she wished they were.
At least she'd gotten her old clothes back. Raphael should have no trouble following the emblem on her back as she passed him by, taking the stairs two at a time with hardly a sound to mark her passing. Her flashlight flicked up and down the empty hall, a tool she might have put away had there been others about, but one that was still had its uses.