Night 60: Cafeteria

[oneman_onekill]

[from here]And here they were! It seemed like just the other night--oh wait, it had been just the other night since they had last been here. Of course, this time there were no hordes of monsters chasing after them or bursting out from under tables...yet. Yet was the key word, and as fond as Niikura was of taking his sweet time when he felt like it

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[oneman_onekill]

Wow, leave everything to him, would they? "Right stuff"...right stuff, his ass. Mike had a baseball bat on him too, didn't he? Well, whatever. It looked he had to be the adult here and handle the oh-so-difficult task of destroying a rusty doorknob. Amateurs beware. A master was in the house.

"Nah, I got this," Niikura said, waving Shiina away with a sigh that sounded extra dramatic and exasperated. "Just tryin' to not hog the spotlight all the time, y'know." He winked at her and drew his new sword. Taking aim, he brought it down on the knob and watched with an air of satisfaction as the knob crumpled to the ground under the force.

"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how it's done." He swung the door to the kitchen open and headed in.

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