Zelgadis was not happy, at all. Not that this was any change, but the events of the past few hours had given him more to angst about than usual. Nightshift had been dreadful: first he was attacked by a small green man and then covered in leeches, neither of which lead to warm fuzzy feelings
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It had to be the question of the day. Oriya opened his eyes with a grimace as the woman from the day before bustled in cheerily. It felt as if he had just been beaten... A rare feeling he had not had the fortune to feel since he was much younger and still only a novice with a blade. He could not say he had missed it all that much. It didn't take long for Oriya to figure out why.
Tired and achy, the swordsman paid little attention to the new set of clothing he was given before he was escorted to the buses. He did not wish to be here. He would have rather slept, if only for a little longer. Yet that did not seem to be an option. Oriya dropped into an empty seat before leaning against the window and closing his eyes.
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"It was not." Despite how much he wanted to do the opposite, Oriya kept his eyes open. To sleep was one thing, but to allow oneself to close their eyes in the presence of another was unforgivable.
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“How fortunate,” Yuber smoothly responded while he thoughtfully regarded them. There wasn’t much yet to go on, and he couldn’t yet sense if this one held any Chaotic tendencies within them or not. He’ll find out soon enough though.
His expression never once faltered and he faced the front of the bus, although he continued to glance at the other from the corner of his eyes. “Although it seems that I have so rudely disrupted your sleep.”
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Omi'd woken up with a groan. He couldn't quite remember what had been happening before he'd 'fallen asleep' last night, but he knew it involved a.. mermaid? Ugh. He'd still managed to get farther on his own than any time he'd been with someone else, though, so he made a mental note to try for the kitchen again tonight.
The nurse smiled at him as she handed over a pile of clothes which turned out to be a t-shirt, a black hoodie several sizes too big, and a pair of faded blue jeans. Not his first choice of outfit, but definitely better than the sweats. She gave him privacy to dress, thankfully, then herded him toward the first bus, which was already filling up. He glanced around but didn't really recognize anyone except by sight, so he took the first available seat he came to, perching on the edge of the seat and poking at the contents of the breakfast bag he'd been given. His seat-mate looked familiar, but he was pretty sure he didn't remember ever actually meeting him. "Um.. hi."
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"I'm not going to eat you," Gluttony said, his voice slightly slurred. "Lust wouldn't like it."
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Wait.. Lust. Right! That's where he'd seen the man before, lost in a hallway and looking for 'his Lust.' It had been dark enough that Omi hadn't gotten an especially good look at him at the time, but it didn't look like he'd missed much. Hopefully this trip wouldn't take too long.
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Thoughtful, Heiji pulled out his journal and began to make notes on what he'd discovered so far. He was going to crack this mystery if it killed him.
"Harley~!" His nurse sang, waltzing into his room. He groaned.
"Man, that name is really getting old!"
"You should be proud of your name, Mr. Hartwell," His nurse scolded. She threw a bundle of clothing at him. "Bus number one, on the double!"
Minutes later, 'Harley' sat with his arms crossed and his eyebrows knit on the bus, sulking. Fortunately, he was used to the clothes he was given--loose jeans, a t-shirt, and zip up jacket. If only he could've gotten a hat.
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He was wearing a light blue sweatshirt over a slight-too tight blue t-shirt with a dragon on it (to Lee's horror), and faded jeans that were a bit too big. After so long, the only thing that was still the same with Lee was his big bushy eyebrows and large eyes. His hair was no longer in the shiny black bowl-cut and green appeared to be hard to come by. Ah well.
Lee sat down beside Heiji with his small breakfast and blinked.
"Where is it that we are going?"
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He resumed his grin, "So what's your name?"
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"My name is Rock Lee. It is odd that they allow us to go upon this trip. It must be to somehow lower our guards in order to destroy our hope even more. Ah, but my manners have left me. What is your name?"
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She was given a worn off-white shirt with lace around the collar that didn't quite fit her, and a floral skirt that didn't seem to be made of very good fabric. At least she got to wear a skirt again; she felt secure in it.
She obediently boarded the first bus in the row, and found the nearest open seat. The man sitting there looked uncomfortable, and she felt for him. She felt just as forlorn in this place sometimes. Having been with Utena recently helped her to garner her confidence, and she smiled kindly in greeting.
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He might be miserable and half-dressed, but he wouldn't inflict his misery on a girl. And who knows? Maybe faking some confidence would grow into the real thing. "I'm Armand." His recent encounter with modern literature guaranteed he'd be leaving his family name out of most conversations from now on.
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He got on the bus and irritably ate his muffing. Nothing had gotten done last night, but at least he didn't have to put up with HK on the bus. He would probably complain about primitive transports or something.
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"Nothing got done last night," Well, something had gotten done? Or maybe just happened. SubZero felt like he was on slightly better terms with HK now. There hadn't been any insults or arguing last night. HK had even been acting nice...
"Otherwise, I'm fine."
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Having watched SubZero devour his muffin, Logan realised he should probably do the same. He didn't really have much of an appetite this morning, but knew that after a night like that, energy should be considered his number one priority. And whilst he didn't have the option of red meat that would have been far more useful in helping him regenerate, something was still better than nothing.
The muffin turned out to be quite good, and he spoke between mouthfuls as he finished it quickly.
"So I'm guessin' ya know about as little as I do what the hell's gonna go on today? Ya think there'll be any opportunity fer a man o' yer talents ta escape?" His voice was low, adible only to himself and SubZero, unless of course any of the staff had enhanced hearing.
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