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Night. Or rather, whatever passed for night on the meatship. With the threat of the Melting Clock gone, the ship's crew was free to return to their normal schedules. Unbeknownst to anyone on the ship, Stacy was hiding something. Not that this is anything new, but this is a fairly recent something. Something that wasn't on the ship before the last podpop.
So in the dead of 'night' when the majority of the ship was asleep, or working, or otherwise holed up somewhere, a shadow suddenly appears in an empty sensorium. The Shadow darted about, running up the walls, on the ceiling, looking for any means of escape. After a few more minutes of scrambling around the room, the Shadow found the door, and immediately darted out and down the nearest corridor.
Mami Tomoe wasn't normally a night owl. Before she was taken on board Stacy, she was never up at the wee hours of the morning; she needed all the rest she could get, after all, having to keep up with schoolwork and witch hunting. Even now, when she had nothing to occupy her time other than staying by her injured friend's bedside, one would think she would keep up that habit.
But that was far from the truth. Between her restlessness over Madoka's current condition and her frequent nightmares, Mami hasn't been sleeping well the past few days. So here she was, in the nearly vacant Obs Deck, staring at her nearly-dim Soul Gem. The sight greatly unsettled her, even though she didn't know what would happen when it went completely dark.
And then, as if in response to her thoughts, the gem flared to life. Not the healthy golden glow of a fully restored Soul Gem, no, but a dim, sickly glow. The only reason it would glow like this was if...
Damn.
In one fluid motion, Mami jumped off her chair, pulled out her comm, and punched in seven words:
Witch. Meet me in the Obs Deck.
So in the dead of 'night' when the majority of the ship was asleep, or working, or otherwise holed up somewhere, a shadow suddenly appears in an empty sensorium. The Shadow darted about, running up the walls, on the ceiling, looking for any means of escape. After a few more minutes of scrambling around the room, the Shadow found the door, and immediately darted out and down the nearest corridor.
Mami Tomoe wasn't normally a night owl. Before she was taken on board Stacy, she was never up at the wee hours of the morning; she needed all the rest she could get, after all, having to keep up with schoolwork and witch hunting. Even now, when she had nothing to occupy her time other than staying by her injured friend's bedside, one would think she would keep up that habit.
But that was far from the truth. Between her restlessness over Madoka's current condition and her frequent nightmares, Mami hasn't been sleeping well the past few days. So here she was, in the nearly vacant Obs Deck, staring at her nearly-dim Soul Gem. The sight greatly unsettled her, even though she didn't know what would happen when it went completely dark.
And then, as if in response to her thoughts, the gem flared to life. Not the healthy golden glow of a fully restored Soul Gem, no, but a dim, sickly glow. The only reason it would glow like this was if...
Damn.
In one fluid motion, Mami jumped off her chair, pulled out her comm, and punched in seven words:
Witch. Meet me in the Obs Deck.