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Day 47: Sun Room [2nd shift]
Cloud knew he should be taking the opportunity to check out the rec field during the day. The fresh air would be a welcome change from the crowded stuffiness the Institute usually provided, and he would have a chance to scope out the area when it wasn't all under the cover of darkness. When offered a choice, however, he remained in the sun room. He told himself it was so that he could watch the bulletin, him still being fairly new and needing all the information he could get, but the thought rang hollow.
The real reason he was here, he knew, was because he would be out there. Maybe it was weak of him, but he needed a chance to breathe. Ever since he'd arrived it had been nothing but one shock after another, and seeing Zack standing in the cafeteria that morning talking to Aerith had been the final card that caused his tower to crumble. He needed to just sit back somewhere out of the way and start rebuilding.
Being able to watch the bulletin from here was just a perk. Cloud made himself comfortable on one of the sofas, watching people come and go but not really paying attention to them. He took the time to try and rate this on a scale of the biggest messes he'd ever gotten thrown into.
(for Sheena)
The real reason he was here, he knew, was because he would be out there. Maybe it was weak of him, but he needed a chance to breathe. Ever since he'd arrived it had been nothing but one shock after another, and seeing Zack standing in the cafeteria that morning talking to Aerith had been the final card that caused his tower to crumble. He needed to just sit back somewhere out of the way and start rebuilding.
Being able to watch the bulletin from here was just a perk. Cloud made himself comfortable on one of the sofas, watching people come and go but not really paying attention to them. He took the time to try and rate this on a scale of the biggest messes he'd ever gotten thrown into.
(for Sheena)
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She shook her head. "So that works."
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"I think it'd be good," she said. "But are we recruiting them for something, or just to replenish numbers?"
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"Recently, I've been trying to see if any of the other resistance groups might be interested in forming an alliance. I talked to the Cooking Club a few days ago, but due to some failed attempt at an alliance in the past, they've expressed hesitance to forming a new one. Since then I haven't heard back from them even though I posted on the bulletin board." Hitsugaya didn't think Hughes would purposefully ignore him, so the only other option was that something had happened to the man. Celes was unresponsive to his board posts, but according to Hinamori, the woman seemed to still be here. At the moment, the Cooking Club probably had their issues, so they couldn't be relied on. "That's why I've concluded that bolstering our ranks would be more reliable than forming an alliance at the moment. I'll still continue to talk with other groups, but negotiating alliances will be a secondary priority."
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And that wasn't even the point now. "Yeah, makes sense," she said, nodding. "I can try and see if there's any people I know that would wanna join up, too." It'd be fun, was a statement she knew would be taken wrong. A bit more reserved, Senna left it at that.
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"Then, I'll leave the recruiting to you, if you're willing? Right now, there are multiple issues I have to deal with, so I can't give recruiting my full attention." Leading a division wasn't easy, and a ragtag resistance group was even harder. Since they were all volunteers, there was no clear chain of command, and strict regulations couldn't be imposed. If he was back at his office he could delegate various jobs to people he trusted, so his division could work like a well-oiled machine, but he couldn't do that here. Hinamori, the only person left that he knew he could trust, wasn't available. Hitsugaya had no complaints about shouldering the burden, but their current way of doing things just wasn't very efficient. However, since she was a shinigami, Hitsugaya was assuming that Senna had at least been trained for a management position at the academy regardless of whether or not she had actually become a seated officer. That made her more qualified than others who might not have had any training.
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