Nightshift 36: F11-F20 Hallway

[yin_yang_fox]

The doors opened with a click, and Renamon didn't waste any time. She'd stop by that person's room from the Bulletin, and see if they had anything useful to say, and then she'd be off on her errands. Her spade and clay shard were in her waistband, staff and flashlight on hand. She would get something accomplished tonight

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[hajike_tobiume]

The oni had slept the entire dinner shift which was a blessing to the small shinigami. Momo was in too good of a mood that had Anya said anything to try and take that away, the change in mood would have been drastic and possibly even violent. Not that Momo could have hurt her anyways in her present condition.

Still, she felt lighter, almost complete, when she left the room. Hitsugaya loved her. He told her. He might have been sedated, but she knew it was true. She would probably never ever hear those exact same words again from the captain, but she didn't need to. She knew and that was enough. Now, to turn her mind to the night's mission.

She moved quietly down the hallway, her movements slower than normal, and her flashlight was off. She knew the paths of this block that her lack of sight in the one eye wasn't a burden. It shouldn't be a burden unless they came across something that was intent on killing them. Then.... well, she'd have to compensate and trust in her teammates.

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F12

[wishescankill]

By the time Anya awoke from her nap, Momo had already left. But none of the other Scoobies were standing around looking awkward or poking her to wake her up, so Anya assumed she hadn't overslept too badly.

The novelty of not having to gather everything and rush off to Willow's room was rather soothing. She sat on the edge of the bed for a few minutes, swinging her legs back and forth.

Okay, soothing was turning into boring. Angel should have showed up by now, and Willow... should be here planning. And stuff. Not off doing whatever it was she was doing.

Re: F12

[bitofboth]

[from here]

If this had been Angel's room he would have just barged in, but it wasn't Angel, it was Anya and he respected her much more than that.

He wasn't sure what to expect. The Anya he knew had died during the battle against the First. He knew better than to ever tell her that though, considering how freaked out she got about her mortality. Still... it would be nice to see her. She had always been the less crazy one of the group.

He tried not to think about the times she had tried to get into his pants again. He had had his body back for two days now and hadn't gotten laid yet (though he had gotten his arm and chest bitten and scratched to hell). He wasn't so sure he would be able to keep his mind off of it.

He put on his best 'charming' smile and knocked on the door, bracing himself for whatever might answer.

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[wishescankill]

Anya sighed when she heard the knock. Finally, one of them was here. It had only taken them... Well, she didn't have a watch, but she was pretty sure it had taken them much longer to get to her room than it usually took her to get to Willow's room.

They were definitely back in Willow's room tomorrow night.

Grudgingly, Anya slid off the bed and opened the door. She was not prepared to see Spike, of all people, standing in the doorway, looking surprisingly lucid.

"Spike," she said, momentarily speechless. But she found her voice quickly. "So you're not insane in the basement anymore? Unless you actually are a mental patient and are here for the health and safety of yourself and those you try to beat up because they just happen to be able to see your soul." She gave him the peace sign. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

F18

[mizuhomaiden]

[from here]

The route to Raine's room was starting to become like clockwork to Sheena. She left as soon as the doors unlocked, moved one hall up and then knocked on Raine's door. She wondered what the half-elf would do if something in that easy trek occurred to delay her or worse.

Not that anything really could; she was Mizuho after all.

Stopping before F18, as usual now, Sheena knocked on the door. "Raine! Hurry up!"

Re: F18

[per_ardua]

"All right, all right." Raine opened the door; it wasn't like she had anything to change into, it didn't take long to grab her broom, and most of her usual nighttime reading material was kept in M35 anyway. "Let's go."

She could certainly use a few more pointers on physical combat, so the training session Sheena intended on sounded intriguing. Since it was being held nearby, she should be able to watch at least some of it.

Re: F18

[mizuhomaiden]

Sheena stepped back to let Raine out and turned down the hallway. "So... I talked to Soubi," she said after a moment, her voice quiet.

Re: F18

[per_ardua]

"Oh? What happened?" Raine asked. She wouldn't have given the man a second glance after what happened, but... when a little younger than Sheena, she'd given certain people more chances than they deserved.

I know I shouldn't be such a cynic, but at least that's starting to change. And it is good to see someone who manages not to be despite it all.

[boot_i_licious]

Rinali was out the door as soon as nightshift came. She turned on her light and proceeded down the hall to get to her old room. She didn't want to make Allen worry.

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F19

[mind_caster]

Melissa jumped out of her chair when the intercom announcement came on, surprised despite how routine it was. The surrounding emotions had risen in intensity to the point where she could pick up random thoughts here and there through the walls, which should have warned her it was coming, but she'd halfway expected Claire to show up before the dinner shift ended. She should have showed up, actually. What was going on

[mind_caster]

Knife slid into waistband, umbrella laid gently across her bandaged arm so she could carry it easily, and Melissa was ready to try for the entry room. She didn't know what she would do if the front door was locked, but recent mindcasting ventures assured her it wouldn't be. Either way, she would make it outside the walls tonight. She had to.

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[floraltempest]

MOMO didn't want to admit it, but seeing her mother had shaken her. On one hand, she'd been so happy to see her, talk to her, hug her... But on the other, having to hear her call her by another name, and talk about people she knew were gone had been... difficult.

The realian would've liked to spend the night alone in her room, but she'd already made a commitment. She'd never forgive herself if she didn't go meet up for her assignment, so for now she just needed to push her feelings aside for now. She'd done it before, so surely she could do it again.

After changing clothes and grabbing her flashlight, she headed out.

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