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Harley clicked on her flashlight and checked back and forth as she usually did. All clear. Alright-e-o! She moved as quickly as she could down the hallway. No monsters and no other people yet. She knew that changed pretty quickly around here so best to get a move on.
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Ophelia found her way by the light of other patients' flashlights, and soon found herself standing outside the door to the women's bathroom. It had been strange upon arrival, first accepting that she would have to deal with human bowel functions on a semi-regular basis, and then accepting that she had to sit on a strange, porcelain "toilet" in order to do said dealing. Now she was somewhat used to it, if not completely pleased.
Keeping to the shadows inside the doorway just in case Arlene happened by, she waited for her contact.
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Tsubaki noted the two other women in her hallway, aiming to mask her presence as she skirted by while at the same time moving in such a way to show she wasn’t hostile. She wondered what the ‘box’ was supposed to be as she made her way towards the mouth of the corridor, but once she reached the intersection, the majority of her attention returned to her breathing, her movement, and the presence of the others in the hallway out of instinct.
There were a few people, one of them being her roommate. When she looked closer, Tsubaki saw she was the same silver-haired woman from the night before. This time, she didn’t wave. They seemed involved, and it was a less secure place to do so--more open and exposed.
She couldn’t be sure, could she?
The bathroom doors were already open when she approached, and to make herself more noticeable, Tsubaki shifted out of the assassin mindset--something Black☆Star had never really been able to get into--and walked on with soft footfalls to reveal her position. Was someone there? When she ( ... )
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"Nakatsukasa," Ophelia stated in return, glad that she had at least somewhat of a handle on the girl's difficult name. She turned to face the girl, her arms crossed. For the time being, she kept her expression and tone as neutral as she could (no easy feat, but somehow she managed). She told herself to think of this interaction as simply receiving orders when she was having a bad day. Rare, but it had happened on occasion before. She had been able to deal with it with grace then, and she could do it again now. "The club leader didn't mention our objective when handing out assignments. What do you have in mind for tonight?" she asked briefly.
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She listened to Tsubaki describe their objective. Though she wasn't entirely sure what finding the tree in question would achieve, it would at least serve her purposes. Chances were, the team of assassins would not be heading outdoors, and the change of scenery would likely help to clear her mind somewhat. Besides, she had to admit, she had been missing the wilderness quite a bit since being dragged away from her home world.
She nodded when the girl was finished. "That is acceptable," she responded, moving away from the wall. "Though I must ask: what exactly is the significance of this tree you wanted to search for?"
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Maybe things would work out well that night? If she managed to find alder or something similar, she could try to take extra to share, and perhaps Ophelia could use some herself. It was practical to go for an all-metal weapon, but Tsubaki's best choices involved more materials, if she was trying to copy one of her own forms.
Then there was the forest, itself. At this point, almost anything could be out there.
"Since we'll be working together, do you have any preferences when working with a partner?" she asked, just in case there was something that needed to be brought up before they got on their way. "I'm trained in ninja arts, so I can move rather quickly in the dark and provide what support I can."
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Rather than lingering on what went unsaid, Tsubaki nodded. “I agree.”
Entering into any kind of combat in her human form was far less reliable than if she’d been able to partner with someone like Ophelia as a demon weapon, but avoiding what threats they could was key, and taking a route inside the building at least meant some familiarity with their surroundings. ‘Patients’ walked the same halls day after day.
When, with a silent shift in tone, the introductions seemed to be at their end, she made a different, more pointed nod to Ophelia and began moving towards the exit with the other woman.
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