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hereClark stepped inside the Entry Room. The last time he remembered being here, he'd been fresh off from running out of the Doyleton buses with TK, Wesker, and Claire. Everyone had been injured, TK and himself covered in ashes and soot from the burning bus and covered with the stench of burning flesh. Remembering that night made Clark
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Having traveled this way many times, Momo lead the way quickly and efficiently, knowing that the night could end at any moment. They'd lost a lot of time waiting for Frey to arrive, but the shinigami still stood by her decision to have her weapon repaired. Now, she had to take care of her mission and her friend's mood.
Momo had to admit the idea of engaging something in battle and being victorious would do a lot to help her own mood as well.
She finally slowed her pace when they reached the entrance room, coming to stop right in front of the doors. There weren't any monsters this time, nor anything guarding the door. A part of her was telling her to be more mindful of her surroundings and proceed with caution, but she couldn't bring herself to care that much. She had Signum with her, a whole sword and a great need to accomplish something - she wasn't worried.
A quick look revealed the front doors were indeed unlocked. Without a word, Momo nodded toward the doors and readied herself to open them, giving Signum the go ahead to take point. We will get out this time.
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The knight shouldered her way through the wide doors without breaking stride, sword held at guard. Yes, she might not be thinking about it right now, but she very much wanted to do something of significance with the night too, and that desire guided her movements.
[[To the Bus Unloading Area.]]
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