Night 43: F31-F40 Hallway
Meche was up and ready to go as soon as the door clicked open--the sooner she got there, the sooner they could start. She double-checked the map one more time, said goodbye to Donna and headed out, feeling better about that prospect than she ever had before. Her heels clicked reassuringly as she hurried down the hall, sounding fast and confident.
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Fortunately, the distance between where they started and their destination wasn't that far off, so Anise would've been glad to know that the God-General didn't plan on keeping their arms interlocked for long.
"Be on your best behavior," Sync warned, giving the Guardian a stern look before letting go of her completely. Of course, he still expected for her to stay at his side, but for the moment he was more interested in the room numbers than her. He continued along until he found the right room, clearing his throat before knocking gently on the door.
"Dahlia, it's me Sync," He began, voice now transformed into a softer, gentler version of how he usually spoke. The God-General figured that Dahlia would be smart enough not to blow her cover if he kept his act up; after all, that would completely ruin all his fun.
"I've brought someone else along if that's all right."
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He brought someone else? Oh, and neglected to tell her beforehand on top of that. Tch. What a pain. She was smart enough to take the hint with his voice that this wasn't a casual trip between "friends" anymore.
"Oh! Hello." She opened the door and peered through it. What a useless looking girl and the brunette looked like an idiot too. What was the point of dragging her along? A meatshield for her meatshield? She put on a warm smile and held out her hand, pushing the door open fully to greet and be merry. "My name's Dahlia. Dahlia Hawthorne. It's nice to meet you!"
Giggle. "Sy didn't tell me he'd be bringing his girlfriend. It's so nice to see the two of you together!"
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The person he was meeting was a girl? It was a bit of a surprise, but at least it meant she was close by. When the door opened, Anise quickly put on a friendlier face than what she had been using for Sync. If she gave Sync away with her scowling, the hostage would be in danger. Still, it felt kind of gross to put on a cutesy act in front of Sync.
"I'm Anise. Likewise!" she greeted with a cheerful smile, taking the other girl's hand for a small handshake. Wow, she looked frail. It didn't look like Sync planned on using her for anything besides being a hostage.
Wait a minute. Girlfriend!? "Wh-where'd you get that idea!? We're nothing like that at all!" Anise cried in protest, trying to sound more flustered than repulsed. The thought of it was beyond ridiculous. And damn it, how many times ( ... )
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"No, it's nothing like that!" Sync tried his best to look embarrassed, laughing lightly before sighing wistfully.
"I mean, someone already beat me to her…" Sync answered in a disappointed tone, all the while gracing Anise with a teasing smile. "But that's fine. I don't mind staying good friends."
He figured that their introductions were done for now, and so he stepped back and began to walk back down the hall.
"Anyway, we should get going. There weren't many people out last time I checked so maybe we can still beat some of the rush."
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What a loser.
But now Sync was running off without them. Brat. Dahlia fumbled with her flashlight for a second before trying to catch up.
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