Haku stepped out into the dark hallway, shifting the bag on his shoulders. He could feel the weight of his flashlight in there, but for the moment, it wasn't needed
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Ginji quickly wrote to Ban after his dinner and then gathered up his things for the Night. He had to make sure to be productive tonight. It was important. He turned on his flash light and headed out, muttering Kurama's room number under his breath repeatedly as he did.
Renji was ready to go, as usual, the minute the doors opened. And he had a reason to be in a bigger hurry than normal tonight. He needed to catch Rukia at some point, preferably before she made it to the Captain's room, since that could get a bit awkward otherwise. And he also needed to stop at Ed's room and find out if he could make Valyn a knife tonight - and see if he wanted his share of all the metal they'd be getting together.
It felt a bit more natural, though, to go running off with a sword at his side.
Hisoka was getting ready to leave when the intercom crackled on. He didn't get the chance to look over his file more like he had planned to do, but the boy was pretty sure he'd find time later and without second thought, stuck it back beneath his mattress. Hearing the door click, Hisoka then grabbed the metal bar and, upon searching for his flashlight, cursed.
He had left it with Tsuzuki. Dammit.
The idiot was supposed to return it. Hisoka ran a hand through his hair before shaking his head. Forget it, he'd have to find another way to get to the meeting place.
"Try not to break anything, gramps."
And with that small goodbye to his roommate, the boy opened the door and glanced into the hallway. There were other people in the hallway, good. He could use their light for however long they were heading in his direction. Nodding to himself he stepped into the hall. This was going to be a very long night.
If it weren't for the fact she didn't want to draw too much attention to herself, Penelo could have cheered when she finally made it to the right block. It required some backtracking and u-turning, but her light finally revealed that she was looking at room M41, which meant... Protoman had to be really close by!
Hopefully, he wouldn't be offended at her being a little late. Or a lot late. It felt like hours to Penelo.
Ah, so much had to be done. Alfons had been productive during the day, but that meant that he'd need to hurry if he didn't want to be left behind once more, he would need to hurry. Ritsuka needed someone to go with, and so did Miku, so hopefully they'd be able to meet up and be ready to go. That'd be good.
So, flashlight in hand and everything ready to go, Alfons slipped out of his room and down the hallway, heading towards his destination with a determined gait.
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It felt a bit more natural, though, to go running off with a sword at his side.
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He had left it with Tsuzuki. Dammit.
The idiot was supposed to return it. Hisoka ran a hand through his hair before shaking his head. Forget it, he'd have to find another way to get to the meeting place.
"Try not to break anything, gramps."
And with that small goodbye to his roommate, the boy opened the door and glanced into the hallway. There were other people in the hallway, good. He could use their light for however long they were heading in his direction. Nodding to himself he stepped into the hall. This was going to be a very long night.
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If it weren't for the fact she didn't want to draw too much attention to herself, Penelo could have cheered when she finally made it to the right block. It required some backtracking and u-turning, but her light finally revealed that she was looking at room M41, which meant... Protoman had to be really close by!
Hopefully, he wouldn't be offended at her being a little late. Or a lot late. It felt like hours to Penelo.
[knocking on here]
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So, flashlight in hand and everything ready to go, Alfons slipped out of his room and down the hallway, heading towards his destination with a determined gait.
((Heading to here. ))
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