Night 50: M51-M60 Hallway

[tsunagari]

[M60]Honey's words from that afternoon still bothered Sai as he sat on the edge of his bed when the doors opened. Unlike the previous night, he'd changed back into his black ninja attire now, that damned kunai held loosely in one hand. He had a job to do, and though there was the danger of Okita attacking them again tonight, he couldn't just

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M55

[sixth_attack]

"See ya later then!" Sechs nonchalantly mumbled through a mouthful of cheesecake as his new roommate made an exit. Once alone and finished with his dinner, Sechs was quick to stuff on and zip up his battle gear. The food that Mike was kind enough to give him instilled fresh energy into his system. Damn, he should have thanked him for that, but he had been so caught up in his own troubles (not to mention distrust of roommates in general no thanks to Will.) He would have to thank the guy and get to know him more next time for sure, but right now he had the night to distract himself with. The pain over seeing Alita/Yoko was still festering immensely inside his heart, he couldn't afford to sit around and wait for the drug to take advantage of that fresh wound

[zack_fair]

It was almost expected, that his roommate didn't show all through dinner. Zack had made sure to keep an eye on the door as he'd worked through his meal, but more and more time had passed, and eventually he'd just assumed that another one had bitten the dust. Though that probably wasn't in the most literal sense. After what he'd heard from Taura earlier, Zack got the feeling that deaths only happened in specific ways. Either his roommate had gone home or been sent somewhere else. Somewhere worse, somewhere better? Who knew

M60

[host_club_honey]

Honey was at least somewhat relieved when Sai got dressed for the evening and said his goodbyes. While it was obvious he wasn't back to his old self just yet, not completely, at least he seemed to be doing a little bit better. He offered his roommate a soft smile as he gathered up his own things, tucking away the kunai with the bunny-shaped handles that Leon had made for him and waiting near the door with Usa-chan held carefully in his arms.

Takashi should be along shortly. He held little hope for the rest of the cake club, but it was good that his cousin had taken initiative with the bulletin today. After last night it was difficult to feel up to it. Maybe they would have some members show up after all.

M60

[nobleobliged]

[from here]

By no stretch of the imagination had the walk been long, yet Natalia still felt a surge of relief as she inspected the door. M60. Where the Cake Club had been told to meet, and Natalia, unable to quash her curiosity about there being a club that truly baked in this place, had signed up for the meeting. If they did bake, Natalia wondered whether she could ever call herself a proper member, and not only because no amount of practice to date had improved her culinary skills (or lack thereof). It simply seemed unwise to spend the night in a way less productive to the larger picture.

Yet, she had suspected that there was something she had failed to understand, and that question too had moved her. Natalia took note of her possessions, reaffirming each item, then patted at her hair, wishing again for one of her headbands.

As presentable as this place would ever allow her to be, she supposed. Lifting her chin and adopting a polite smile, Natalia rapped her knuckles against the door.

M60

[divinebrushwork]

[ From here ]

Upon rounding the corner, Amaterasu was faced with the sight of another patient standing in the hallway. It was a young woman with short hair and a sweet smile. The goddess quickly realized she had seen her during the journey from the F-A Block Hallway. Now, she stood before the door to Room M60, which meant she was likely another member of the Cake Club.

Ammy mustered up the best smile she could make (although her body was still calming down from the scare Takashi had given her) and approached.

"H . . . hello! Here for . . . c-cl . . . club?"

Re: M60

[mukuchi]

Ah, so someone else had made it before them. When Mori and Amaterasu came around the corner and began walking down the hall, Mori caught sight of the young blond standing at Mitsukuni's door. This had to be Natalia, the young lady who had given off a very princess-like air on the board. It wasn't like Mori was unaccustomed to dealing with such people, but that did make him worry about how well she was going to survive here. It was good that she'd found their club then - he and Mitsukuni could teach self-defense as much as they could bake a cake

[blood_and_pocky]

Aidou had eaten his dinner, but only because he needed what nutrients he could get to take the edge off his hunger. He was more interested in the aforementioned "reward" and what affect it’d have on the night. The first night announcement, when it came on following dinner, proceeded to answer some of his questions, though not at all to his satisfaction

[sasuke_of_sound]

By now it had happened too many times for it to be a surprise, but that didn't make it any less infuriating: Sasuke awoke to the intercom with a start and blinked into the conscious darkness. When had he fallen asleep? He'd woken up at some point during the day, a hazy memory of a frustrated breakfast and the discovery that Kakashi (another hole in the theory for competence as a reason why Landel kept people here) had vanished. And then

[sasuke_of_sound]

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