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[latenight_moon]

[A new room has appeared with a bottomless floor and floating platforms. Long chains large enough to run across stretch from platform by the door and a spinning block connects the second to a third platform. Allison glances around in confusion and sets her armored gauntlet covered hands on her hips.]

...Why is it every bloody time I come back here

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[coffeeincarnate]

*La la la, walking down the halls, walking into what he hopes is a kitchen-- whoa.

...Quick, push your glasses up on your nose like you know what the heck is going on here.*

A-Allison?

[latenightmoon]

Komui, [She leaps from the platform she's on to land on the nearest one.] I have a report to file with you.

[coffeeincarnate]

...Do you? *Glancing at Tyki*

...Would you mind telling me exactly what's going on here?

[latenightmoon]

Sometimes this place drops us back home. It did that for Tyki and I but, when we were brought back he reverted to who he was...as a Noah in the previous war.

[coffeeincarnate]

...A Noah? *O_O that's not good.*

[latenightmoon]

Yes, a Noah.

[coffeeincarnate]

I see.

We should probably get him somewhere safe, then. If we were back at the Order, this would be easier.

[latenightmoon]

The clinic is the safest and most neutral place here. They can't do as much for him as the Order could but, its something.

[coffeeincarnate]

Right. Let's go.

Can you..uh...get to the door?

[latenight_moon]

[She walks over and picks Tyki up carefully.] I can manage it, Komui.