Nightshift 33: M11-M20 Hallway

[clockmongler]

[Specifically M16]Well, dinner did a lot of nothing. Chances were that Not-Noah would depart soon, so Luxord merely continued to pet Tyche (who had, by now, ceased her need to paw his chest in an attempt to make it softer or whatever reason cats did that and decided to curl up and sleep again). Knowing full well that he was lacking in the 'people

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M11

[winged_moon]

Yukito was curiously examining the contents of the bundle he'd pulled from the closet when the intercom chimed to life, but he only halfway listened - what he'd found held his attention far too thoroughly. But when the locks clicked the teddy bear fell from his hand, dropping unheeded back to the desk as he rose involuntarily to his feet.

An intricate circle traced in golden light flared to life on the floor beneath him, and his form was hidden for an instant by a white glow. When it faded Yue was there in his place, eyes closed, but as the circle vanished he turned an icy glare on his roommate. Annoyance was easy to read on his usually-neutral expression; not only was his transformation no longer under his control, it had to be seen by someone else. Even though Yukito had already told him about it, Ken didn't need to see it happen.

"Don't tell anyone." Yue's voice was easily as cold as his expression, the request not so much of one. The one who had done this to him was out of reach, and Ken was a much easier target.

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[gentiana_clusii]

Ken nodded. He couldn't say that he wasn't surprised by the sudden appearance of Yue where Yukito had been standing, but he'd seen lots of surprising things in his life. "I can keep a secret. Don't worry."

The assassin stood and moved to the table next to the bed, pulling his weapon out and fastening it over his hand, adjusting straps and buckles and clenching his fist once to make sure the mechanism that extended the claws worked smoothly.

"Be careful tonight." Ken had no plans himself, he was considering searching out the rest of his team.

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[winged_moon]

It wasn't by much, but Yue's glare lessened just a tiny bit when Ken agreed. He still moved stiffly as an offended cat, though, as he returned the bundle to the closet and emerged holding the bat again. After what had happened the night before, Yue had reluctantly accepted the idea that he should probably carry it instead of relying on his greatly-reduced powers, but he was hardly enthusiastic about the idea.

"I will," he replied, still a bit curt. The guardian wondered briefly if he should bring the radio along, but finally decided to travel light. Just the bat and the flashlight, then; the coat might be useful for the pockets, but he wasn't planning to pick up anything this time. Once finished with his preparations, Yue glanced toward his roommate and gave him a nod that almost verged on polite. "You as well."

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[winged_moon]

[Yue heads out and to here]

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[gentiana_clusii]

Yawning, Ken stretched, sitting up from the bed. It was about time to get moving, wasn't it?

He swung his legs over to put his feet on the floor, and stood. Well, no time like the present.

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