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 Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 4:49 pm
Fifi blinked at Saya, looking puzzled. When she got up to leave, Fifi trailed after her. "Saya? Where are we going?" she asked as she followed along after the other girl.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 5:01 pm
Fifi was on her tail. Saya thought their temporary acquaintance was over with and that she could take leave. She wasn't expecting the girl to follow her.
"Uh, I'm going to my room," Saya replied, walking out of the cafeteria with her tray and all. She made sure to say "I," indicating that the other girl need not follow.
When she got to the hall, she remembered the place was a maze. "Which way is my room?"
(( You can have Fifi suggest they go swimming after Saya puts her stock of food away. LOLLLL. ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 5:17 pm
"Oh, okay!" Fifi said happily as she trailed after the other girl, oblivious to the suggestion she buzz off.
At Saya's question, Fifi brightened, if possible. "I don't know! But I can find out!" She pulled out her comm. "What's your ID number? It will be on your card!" she asked.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 5:47 pm
The card? Saya wondered what other secrets the thin piece of plastic held. First it got her free food, and now it can lead her to her room? She took the card out of her pocket, but didn't hand it to the other girl. She might steal it.
"03130," she read aloud. "How's that going to get me anywhere?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 5:55 pm
Fifi tapped the number into her communicator, and a few clicks later, had a room number. "We're trainees, so our room assignments aren't secret! I looked it up! Here, it's this way!" Fifi said, leading the way again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 10:18 pm
Saya blinked. What a magical contraption! She made a note to find out how that one worked, and put her card back into her pocket.
Nothing else to do now except follow the other girl. Hopefully, she knew where to go.
They made their way to the dorms, and to the room Saya was assigned. At least, she hoped it was the same room. All these hallways were the same. Only one way to find out. Saya took her ID card and swiped it in as she had seen the man who had shown her her room had done. The light turned green and she twisted the handle.
She had gone to put all her food down on the table before noticing that Fifi was still standing there. "Are you following me?" Saya didn't want to start hiding the food in her room while the other girl was watching. She'll do it later, she decided.
(( You can come up with what they are going to do next, or drag her somewhere. Or ask her weird questions.
Or conversational questions. xD ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 10:28 pm
Fifi blinked. "Well, you don't seem to know your way around very well yet. I was just trying to help," she said. Glancing a the girl's bare feet, she said "Have you been shown where to get your uniforms? If parts don't fit, they can get you some that fit better," she offered.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 10:49 pm
"Oh, thank you." Saya was unsure what to do now and shuffled her feet uncomfortably.
"I have stuff," she replied, pointing towards her pile of unwashed laundry all over the floor. She was actually not sure what to do with those in a place like this.
Her whole room was a mess. Clothes were thrown haphazardly every which way, chairs and tables were knocked over and arranged like a barricade near the door, so it was difficult getting any further into the room other than a few steps. Saya stood there like it was perfectly normal.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 11:00 pm
Fifi took a good look at the room. Then she frowned. "Well, clearly whoever was assigned to your orientation didn't do their job." She nodded firmly.
"Okay, strip your bedsheets, pile anything that needs to be washed on the sheets. We'll take them to the laundry and see about getting you replacements that fit," she instructed. "That should take care of most of this. The rest can be pushed to the walls during the day. We'll have to make sure to get you a laundry bag while we are out."
She eyed the food. "And remember to eat that soon, or your snacks will go bad and start to smell. I'll show you better things to grab next time, stuff that won't rot." Fifi paused. "Well? I can't get in there to help! Get to it!" Fifi said, making shooing hands at Saya.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 11:58 pm
She was thoroughly confused. The blonde spewed out commands like her mother, or something. Who was she to tell her what to do? Saya was back in her room, the place she felt safest in. She didn't need someone following her anymore, or invading her space. Saya didn't move.
She didn't know what to do, but when Fifi started raising her voice, instinct took over. Saya grabbed her pocket knife that she had left on the nightstand near the door and raised it towards Fifi's throat. She paused, eyes narrowed, giving the other a chance to leave, to escape. One wrong move and...
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 12:12 am
"No need to be rude!" Fifi huffed. "If you don't want help, you should have just said so. You can carry your own laundry!" Fifi flounced off, looking rather like a disgruntled cat.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 12:33 am
Finally. Saya closed the door and bolted it securely. Her mind fluttered to the blonde girl breaking into her room, now that she knew where it was. Saya was going to have to find more items to barricade the door with.
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