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see_my_back March 10 2011, 15:28:16 UTC
Sakura woke groggily, feeling a bit like she'd slept in her clothes. Her collar felt tighter than usual and-

Huh. Different clothing? She tried not to think about how it'd gotten there and why they couldn't just let the patients dress themselves, no matter whatever it was they'd decided to make them wear this time? Some of her outfits back home had tighter collars, but not many that buttoned up like this. Not that it mattered so much, it was just kind of strange after the lazy pajama style they'd been wearing for the last couple weeks.

As much as she would like to complain that last night was horrible, awful, and a waste of time... it actually hadn't been half bad. Despite her terrible luck they'd gotten to the basement, accomplished their goal, and she'd spent the majority of the evening only inches away from Sasuke. Even if she did sprain her ankle, that was a pretty good night.

What did bother her though, was the fact that everything; her weapons, her old clothes, the items she'd gotten from Renamon, it was all gone. She threw off the blankets, checked all her usual hiding spots, but no matter where she looked, it was all gone. Apparently along with this no-nonsense uniform, they were going to have a much tighter no-nonsense policy. Well that was just fine. All she needed was her fists to kick their asses anyway!

It wasn't long before her nurse showed up. Only it wasn't the nurse this time. It was more of the soldiers in black. While she didn't like things before, she regretted not being more proactive in seeking solutions while the rules were still fairly loose. She crossed her arms and sent the one who'd come to escort her an icy glare.

"Get your hat and tags on," the woman told her stiffly.

Tags? She picked up the the necklace the soldier pointed at and put it on, but didn't get much further than reading the name on the inscription before she let it fall to her chest. Courtney Marsh?! Ugh, again with that. The hat was no better. She wasn't even sure which end was the front and she didn't like the idea of having nasty hat-hair at the end of the day when they only let them shower twice a week! It was disgusting!

The woman wasn't budging though, and as much as Sakura wanted to make her eat said hat one wooly fiber at a time, she was much more interested in finding out if her friends and teammates had been subjected to the same treatment and whether or not they were alright. She tucked the hat onto her head, trying, at least, for some semblance of style. But as her escort led her through the Sun Room and to the cafeteria, there was no stopping to check the bulletins or make plans, there was just the cafeteria.

And to top it all off, there was... whatever this ridiculous mess was. She was forced to stand and watch as the others cleaned? Half of them were probably glaring, but at the moment, she just couldn't make herself care. She crossed her arms angrily over her chest and was shoved along until she reached a familiar face. It was harder to tell now, who was who or whether or not her friends were all here, but that was Kurt, wasn't it? Okay, so maybe she felt a little bit guilty about yesterday.

"Hey..." she said, voice somewhat quieter and more subdued than usual. "Sorry you guys have to- I wasn't throwing anything like the rest, but..."

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fuzzy_diablo March 10 2011, 18:27:02 UTC
Kurt frowned and started scrubbing even harder at the grease spot, hoping that it would decide to come out soon. But this wasn't anything like washing and waxing and detailing the X-Jet. First, if he scratched the wall, Logan wouldn't absolutely murder him. He'd probably pat Kurt on the back for it, if he were still here.

His focus on the grease spot allowed Sakura to sneak up on him without Kurt really noticing. He was mad at the punishment and mad at the spot, which took most of his focus away. So he was a little surprised when he realized she was talking to him, despite it looking like she couldn't help.

But he really couldn't be mad at her. Even if he had been asleep, everyone had been rebelling against Landel, right? If he got punished for it, well... that was how it went.

"Hey, it's okay," Kurt said, smiling weakly. "You were just doing what you thought was right, yeah?"

He scooted a little closer to Sakura, miming as though he had to clean a part of the wall closer to her. "But do you know what's going on? What happened? I heard something going down so I just stayed in my room."

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see_my_back March 11 2011, 07:23:10 UTC
Even if he said that, the barely-there smile he gave was enough to leave a sour feeling in her stomach. Though whatever tactics they decided to use, she was going to direct her anger toward the people that'd put them here, not the other patients. Kakashi-sensei had done worse before with his stupid mind games. In fact-

Screw this! If Kakashi-sensei had taught them nothing else, it was that friendship and teamwork were a hell of a lot more important than making an example of someone or getting in trouble or whatever else they tried to pull.

"Doesn't mean it's right for the rest of you to pay for it," she returned, though with how closely the guards were eying everyone, it didn't look like she'd be able to get away with much. If she had her chakra, it would be a different story, but...

"Let me help?" she tried, lowering her voice a few levels.

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fuzzy_diablo March 17 2011, 16:46:40 UTC
"Help?" Kurt repeated, eyebrows raising a little, brush stilling. He wasn't surprised that Sakura was offering to help, she seemed like the helping-type, but he was a little worried. The teen bit his lower lip, eyes flicking nervously to the guards watching their every move. That woman had said not to help, but...

"I don't know, Sakura," Kurt started, moving the brush over the wall as he talked, but really not paying attention to what he was doing. "These guys, I mean, I've seen guys like this. They won't let us mess with them without a fight. And we don't know what they're capable of yet." Kurt wouldn't say that he didn't think there was anything they could do about the situation, but he was certainly thinking it. He'd 'fight the power' in his high school, but the military? Without the other X-Men, it really wouldn't be a very long fight, he thought.

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