Night 49: West Wing, North Hall 1-B

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Heat weighed his options as he stepped into the hall. He could go left, head outside and see if one of those birds came down for him to make a meal out of again, or he could go right and head toward the main hall - see who showed up. While he was hungry, it was more likely that monsters would be there at any point, while patients would meet up and move on before he could reach them.

It wasn't as if he expected to find anyone. No other Embryon had arrived after he had, and those that had been here when he arrived were all gone now. Still, it couldn't hurt to check. He still hadn't seen Cielo. Maybe he was due for a visit.

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He had been somehow expecting the club to be in relation to the ones mentioned on the bulletin, but it seemed Minato meant something from his home world. A school club! Brook wasn't all that familiar with the idea - his "schooling" had been rather different than most - but he believed he understood well enough.

"Ah, so your friends are in this club too? That's nice. My friends and I would play all the time back when we were together! Yohohoho!" Such wonderful memories! Brook always preferred to remember the good times he had spent with his crewmates than the bad. Remembering them in that way was the least he could do in lieu of having spent so many years unable to fulfill his promise to them and Laboon.