Night 46: F1-F10 Hallway

[thatdamnedninja]

Dinner-cake included-sat untouched on the desk, surrounded by her growing collection of colorful origami animals and guarded by her notebook. Her three knives were lined up on the bed in order of size alongside her old outfit, with the wakizashi next to them; the Four Point was propped up carefully on the side of the bed

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F1

[see_my_back]

That seemed a waste. Sakura wasn't about to let time slip through her fingers. She made quick preparations for night, gathering her things and dressing in her old clothes. It felt so much better just to feel the gloves around her fingers and the way her ninja clothing fit exactly how she liked it. She zipped up the front over her mesh shirt, tucked her supplies into her pouches, and slipped the hand-axe into her belted skirt. It felt wonderful just to have a place to put everything.

She whipped her flashlight out and tied her hair up with the read head protector emblazoned with the leaf village's symbol. Raphael wanted to see a real ninja in action? Well he was about to get the surprise of his life tonight!

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Re: F1

[see_my_back]

[[from here]]At least Raphael knew more or less when to keep his mouth shut. The journey back to her room afterward went by quickly and let her drop off the heavy texts. It might take a bit, but what she didn't read in her room in the morning and during meals, she could likely sneak a decent amount of pages into her journal for quick study throughout the day as well. And if there was one thing she knew how to do, it was study

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[donetakinorders]

Raphael dropped his books off next to Pinky's (he guessed this was her room, but wasn't sure and didn't care enough to ask), then took a place near the door, leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

"So now what?" he asked. "We go get whatever it was from that friend of yours?"

Man this was a boring night. Things got more exciting on the ice cream runs he and the others used to go on. At least then it was pretty much guaranteed to get busted up by the Foot, the Purple Dragons, or someone else with a bone to pick. Of course, it always worked out so that happened when a fight was the last thing they wanted, and the times where Raph really needed to pound a punk's face into the dirt, there was no one to be found. So maybe this was working out exactly like it did back home anyway.

Re: F1

[see_my_back]

Well, if Raphael didn't mind tagging along, that was a different story. Sakura definitely preferred efficiency over wasting time, even if it did mean she'd miss out on kicking his ass. And he'd actually remembered her mentioning it. Which... given her earlier assumptions that he was a complete idiot, was enough to make her reconsider, if only slightly.

"Yeah," she sniffed, dusting her hands off. "M7. And then we're free to do whatever."

Re: F1

[donetakinorders]

"Well then what the hell are we waitin' around here for?" Raph asked, rolling his shoulders and pulling away from the wall. "We're losin' time!"

The sooner this stupid run was over, the sooner he could get onto doing something more interesting, after all. Whether it be taking Pinky up on that challenge from earlier or finding something else to start a fight with. Either way, Raph just wanted to get out and pound the hell out of something and see if that helped ease some of the near-constant frustration he'd been feeling since he arrived. (He knew it wouldn't, but that wouldn't stop him from trying anyway).

He headed over to the door and, after taking a moment to check the area was clear, slipped out into the halls again.

[ninja'ing to here]