Night 59: M111-M120 Hallway
Whoa. Whoa. Niikura hastily backed up as a pink glow suddenly bathed their room, settling over all the furniture. This sort of interior decorating...really uncool. Did they have to coordinate the defense systems with the food too? Or was it the other way around? Either way, Aguilar had some questionable color preferences. He sighed and shook his head; hopefully, this was only lasting the night because waking up surrounded by a pink aura...ew.
Anyway, time to get down to business. He was going to get a sword tonight, pink glow be damned. And things were going to be awesome.
--oh right, and he still needed to warn Shiina off of Badd or Byrne. Or anyone who asked too much about Akumetsu, actually. He'd thrown down the gauntlet, and as much as he didn't mind a fight, he didn't want her mixed up in it. She didn't even know him, technically. Getting her involved again...she'd already died once. Niikura would never allow her to die again.
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Anyway, time to get down to business. He was going to get a sword tonight, pink glow be damned. And things were going to be awesome.
--oh right, and he still needed to warn Shiina off of Badd or Byrne. Or anyone who asked too much about Akumetsu, actually. He'd thrown down the gauntlet, and as much as he didn't mind a fight, he didn't want her mixed up in it. She didn't even know him, technically. Getting her involved again...she'd already died once. Niikura would never allow her to die again.
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