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Night 52: Main Hallway, 1-East
[From here]If there was one piece of vital information that Xemnas had already grasped during his short stay here, it was that the second floor's main corridor was usually one that was guarded. As the Sun room, it was a center area that was often traversed by the various patients confined within these walls, making it rather logical to position
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The shadow continued, as if Mello hadn't spoken at all. "That's why I work so well. It's why these--" It reached over and flicked the side of Mello's head. "--work so well."
"Ow, fuck you!" He stopped, and turned to fix the shadow with a glare. He'd felt that, but he knew if he tried another punch, he still wouldn't be able to lay a finger on the thing.
The shadow's smirk got bigger. "You're so conceited, you can't imagine that rules and limits apply to you. So every time you run into some that do, you're so bloody shocked, one would think the world was ending."
"What am I supposed to do, then?" Mello said. "Give up?" The shadow was arguing towards something; he knew that tone ( ... )
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He glared at his own shadow as he listened to his friend's, as if to tell it, Just try something like that, see what I do.
...probably, he'd do nothing. But his shadow didn't have to know that.
Still, as they walked on, Matt trying his best to keep up with Mello and his mouthy shadow, his own did nothing; it just followed along the wall, like it was supposed to. Like a good shadow, was all Matt could think as he continued along down the hallway, making sure to stick close to his friend - and pointedly ignoring Mello's doppelganger.
He couldn't ignore their... weird conversation of sorts, but Matt was trying hard not to let any part of it really get to him. It didn't really seem to be his place, to butt into what was essentially Mello berating himself, an act that, until recently, had obviously ( ... )
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She almost wished that were a possibility. It was far more simple than anything else that could have happened there. The girl frowned, hand tightening on the hilt of her sword. "No..." she said, softly at first before repeating, tone an attempt at lighter.
"Not possible," she gave, almost apologetically. "Last time we were there we cased a general store. It was full of stuff. Most expired, but some of the canned stuff.... Point being, there was food there."
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"Oh," was all he could say.
It wasn't until his response that Nigredo noticed he had stopped moving, leaving him trailing behind the older girl. The distance between them could be closed in a second, but the fact he had left himself lag spoke volumes on his attention. Or lack thereof. Shaking his head, he lifted a foot to continue--
--only for another to fall into step, passing through him like air toward the girl in front. It took only a moment for him to recognize the form: the hair, the clothes, the quiet strides matched one he knew quite well. One he could attribute as similar to his own. Except this one had less to do with siblings and more to do with--
"Senna," he stammered, only to choke on his own breath.
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Voice too unsure, too strange, to be attributed to the stoic child. The girl turned without thinking, face pressed in concern. Only to take in his strange expression. She started back towards him, hand arcing out between them. "Hey... You okay?"
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He could not, however, answer her; speech and all other forms of communication proved useless in the face of shock. His eyes could only lock on the form between them, the muscles in his arms quivering every other second as if fishing for a correct reaction. Couldn't Senna see him, or had the stress from the past two weeks permanently altered his sense of reality? You simply didn't see a copy of yourself come from nowhere. You didn't see yourself, period. He supposed the question was irrelevant; regardless of fact or fiction, he was in a significant amount of trouble ( ... )
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Minato listened silently to the intercom as the voices resounded through the institute, lifting a hand to his head as the feedback made his head ache briefly. When one has a clear goal in mind...Cryptic, and ringing with the truth. There was give and take in everything that was done in life; if someone has only one goal in mind, they can relentlessly go after it with everything they have. He had seen it in his friends, through the bonds he had made with them over the months ( ... )
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