They'd taken her to a new room at dinner. Her roommate wasn't there. Instead, there was an unfamiliar figure wrapped in blankets, seemingly dead to the world
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The intercom clicked on; Taura listened to the faint hiss with every fiber. If she'd been the creature many had taken her for, her ears would have twitched. Ugh. She wrinkled her nose at that image, after it had clicked back off. Then the lights followed, and she sprang into action
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Taura started getting ready as soon as the intercom went quiet; on the other side of the room, Morgan was already underway. She quickly changed into her usual clothes and grabbed her sword--as usual, she'd rather move by the glow of other people's flashlights than waste a hand carrying her own. That and the maps were all she really needed, but at the last minute she ripped a page out of the journal and folded it into the top of her boot along with a pen. She wasn't a big note-taker, but she might run across something worth keeping records of. Keeping her ledger was part of the routine. Doing it made her feel...a little more confident, she guessed. Not that she needed a boost.
Morgan wasn't entirely sure what her plans were. She hadn't agreed to meet up with Guybrush or anyone else, so it would probably be just more exploring. Maybe she'd look around on the second floor this time--there was still plenty up there she hadn't seen. They never had gotten into that staff room. That sounded like a good first stop.
Lenalee had been asleep upon Rapunzel's return to her room. Rapunzel had pouted a bit to herself at that; she had been looking forward to getting to know the other girl better, and maybe asking if those dark boots of hers had been found the night before. She had been tempted to wake the girl, and even got as far as poking the girl in the arm lightly and then dashing back behind her own bed. Ultimately, though, she decided that anyone who was able to get anything resembling real rest in this place probably deserved it.
In the meanwhile, she forced herself to down more of that (eeeughh) wonderful food for dinner. She wasn't left alone to her food for long, though. A little ways in to eating, a soldier arrived with two metal boxes in hand; one was deposited on Lenalee's desk; the other was handed right to Rapunzel. Now what could this be, she wondered? Was it supposed to be a gift of some sort? Supplies? A miniature rhinoceros? What
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Rapunzel jumped on the mattress slightly at the knock, still tense from the announcement and the shift to night. She paused, not answering straight away; the anticipation of what Soma would think was killing her. She knew she had to let the girl in sooner or later, though, and sooner was probably a lot better between the two. Taking a breath, she rose from the bed and made her way across the room.
"Hey, Soma!" she answered through the door, holding the handle for a moment. "You can come in. Uh, just promise me one thing." Okay. Deep breath again. Yes. "...Don't freak out?" Again, she didn't think the girl would, but it was better to be safe than sorry, right?
With that, she swung the door open, letting Soma see the swath of hair that lay in her wake.
There was silence from behind the door, and Soma's heart suddenly jumped into her throat. Her nerves were still on edge from the sudden discovery of Senna's katana, and it was stupid of her, but suddenly a hundred possibilities sprang into her mind. What if Rapunzel had been taken for experimentation? Special Counseling? What if she'd been released?
She let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding when Rapunzel finally responded, and she allowed herself to relax slightly--until the other girl told her not to freak out.
"Why?" she began, a flicker of worry appearing on her face again as the door swung open. "Is something wro--oh."
She stood silent and wide-eyed for a moment, unsure of what to say or how to respond. How on earth did that happen? She'd heard of patients getting their powers back at night, but their hair? It was well past Rapunzel's ankles now--and it was pooled on the girl's bed--was that even possible--
Marie was quicker to recover than she was, and the immediate It's so beautiful! was enough to return
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If the silence across the intercom was supposed to be unnerving, then it soundly failed in its mission when it came to Lightning. She was used to being watched, scrutinized by an entire world who wanted nothing more than to see her... not just no longer breathing, but probably torn apart as well to ensure the state stuck. A pause of eerie nothing, followed by static and a would-be ominous message, was nothing compared to being rounded up and having one of the best military leaders in the world try everything in an attempt to murder you in front of a live broadcast
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Tifa followed Lightning's lead and began layering her clothing as well. The military-issued shirt was unbuttoned to let her chest breath a little. Then a cotton shirt went over that. Never thought she'd miss that ugly smiley face until it got taken away. At least the bras were better, though. A big coat was next, and now she had pockets for her materia. No more boob stuffing! Tonight was actually looking up.
She emptied out her lock box that the soldiers allowed her, grabbing the ice materia, Yuffie's knife, and the flashlight. The knife couldn't be pocketed without the possibility of stabbing herself, so that meant one hand would be full. With all the snow, Tifa knew the moon's reflection would kick up a lot of light for her out in Doyleton. She need at least one hand free when (not if) the zombies started their munching frenzy
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Morgan wasn't entirely sure what her plans were. She hadn't agreed to meet up with Guybrush or anyone else, so it would probably be just more exploring. Maybe she'd look around on the second floor this time--there was still plenty up there she hadn't seen. They never had gotten into that staff room. That sounded like a good first stop.
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In the meanwhile, she forced herself to down more of that (eeeughh) wonderful food for dinner. She wasn't left alone to her food for long, though. A little ways in to eating, a soldier arrived with two metal boxes in hand; one was deposited on Lenalee's desk; the other was handed right to Rapunzel. Now what could this be, she wondered? Was it supposed to be a gift of some sort? Supplies? A miniature rhinoceros? What ( ... )
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F2 was easy to find--just down the hall. Soma shifted her spear to the crook of her elbow and knocked firmly.
"Rapunzel? It's Soma."
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"Hey, Soma!" she answered through the door, holding the handle for a moment. "You can come in. Uh, just promise me one thing." Okay. Deep breath again. Yes. "...Don't freak out?" Again, she didn't think the girl would, but it was better to be safe than sorry, right?
With that, she swung the door open, letting Soma see the swath of hair that lay in her wake.
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She let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding when Rapunzel finally responded, and she allowed herself to relax slightly--until the other girl told her not to freak out.
"Why?" she began, a flicker of worry appearing on her face again as the door swung open. "Is something wro--oh."
She stood silent and wide-eyed for a moment, unsure of what to say or how to respond. How on earth did that happen? She'd heard of patients getting their powers back at night, but their hair? It was well past Rapunzel's ankles now--and it was pooled on the girl's bed--was that even possible--
Marie was quicker to recover than she was, and the immediate It's so beautiful! was enough to return ( ... )
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She emptied out her lock box that the soldiers allowed her, grabbing the ice materia, Yuffie's knife, and the flashlight. The knife couldn't be pocketed without the possibility of stabbing herself, so that meant one hand would be full. With all the snow, Tifa knew the moon's reflection would kick up a lot of light for her out in Doyleton. She need at least one hand free when (not if) the zombies started their munching frenzy ( ... )
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