Day 50: Arts & Crafts Room (3rd Shift)

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Sai's nurse had tried to usher him toward the music room, but the ninja had very little interest in spending a shift there (not to mention that the off-tune sounds currently coming from that direction were sure to give him at least the beginning of a headache), and chose instead to head toward an activity that he was more familiar with

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"Oh really...?" Sleeping, huh? Her smile wasn't exactly sympathetic to his plight. "Yeah I got this from sleeping too..." Pointing to her busted nose, Tifa's swollen face split further in a painful grin. It was ultimately worth it. "C'mon, all men like to talk about their battle scars. I'll go first!"

Pushing her drawing aside, she interlaced her fingers and rested them on the round table. "I was on the back of a friend's motorcycle after we went to his 'house' or whatever. One minute we are riding through the snow, the next we crash into the kitchen pantry, and I face plant into the brick wall the man calls his back... Pretty pathetic, huh? I didn't even go down in a fight!" Laughing harmlessly, she picked up her crayon and began doodling again, not wanting to pressure Badou if he really didn't want to talk about his arm. But he fucking better, because she was curious.

"Yeah..." Though it was hard to verbally admit it. At least she hadn't been as crushed as Logan when they came back to the institute. Or, well, he might have been, it was hard to really tell. Logan basically had only two expressions: neutrally moody and slightly pissy. "The town was completely deserted and... some monsters were roaming around that shouldn't have been...

"But what can ya do...?" While she didn't exactly feel peppy, Tifa did her best to move past the sudden dark cloud that hovered over her. "Just gotta keep moving ahead, right?"