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After the madness... Bathroom Hunting.

Jack puts Beka in front because she has a long-range weapon

Beka nods. "All right. I've got point. Let's be about it."

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Are we getting clothes just for ourselves or the others back in the library as well?

*pounces on a bottle of leather cleaner that just happens to be convienently sitting there*

OOOH! Leather cleaner.

*this wakes Beka up enormously*

Let's bring it back to the library. And the clothes.

I was planning to.

I'll get changed back there. The armour will just mess everything up if I carry it.

Of course.

*bundles her scrubbed but not clean leathers up and tosses them over her shoulder where they won't interfere with her aim or her sight*

Well, we might as well carry the whole box back. If no one wants to wear them, we can use them for bandages I suppose. They are new...

*Offers clothes to the rest and then pushes the box toward Jack.*

Carry that back when we go, Jack.

Beka says: Bad idea. Jack's got our backs. He can't carry clothes.

Damn it, I wish Ghost would come back online.

*Snorts* This is why I teach and don't lead troops. I'll carry it, it's not that heavy.

*pats her on the shoulder*

Sorry. I didn't mean to snap. I'm tired, and I know we're going to get hit with this again tomorrow.

*Soothing PR voice*

It's fine Beka, we're all tired. Let's just get back and get some rest.

Good idea.

You ready?

*Beka heads for the door, one more time, by this point, the whole being on-point, is a grind, a routine, nothing more than a habit, but she makes a point of being sharp-eyed, as it's getting to be morning and who knows when the next attack will come*

Callisto, Jack, CJ... keep your eyes open, OK? I'm starting to get that twitchy bad feeling again.

*Carrying a big heavy box, she watches, ready to holler...her best skill*

*leads off back down the hall at a slow jog*

*at the library doors, Jack catches sight of the librarian and waves for them to be let in*

*In the library she sets the box on the counter.*

Beka...thank you. For everything. I'm glad we met, even if it was under horrible circumstances.

*She reaches forward and hugs Beka, and then walks into the stacks to get some sleep with the Doctor*

((ooc: and mun falls over ded from tiredness. Night!))

*hugs back* I'm glad we met too. See you tomorrow. Stay safe.

Nice, meeting you teach. Hopefully next time thre won't be zombies involved.

*grabbing a set of sweats, Callisto quickly changes, and settles down to clean her armour*

(OOC: I'm going to NPC Jack to bed in the library, find Beka somewhere to sleep, and I'm out. This was fun. *g*)

Which is all the more reason to get back to the library to sleep and prepare.

Fatigue and ill-planning kill far more readliy than zombies.

I'm ready.

~~Jack looks ready to drop. Wonder if he cuddles like the rest of the Refugees. Well, Callisto does if he doesn't.~~

(OOC: Night, hon. I'm gonna NPC Jack to bed in the stacks then I'm out like a light. *loves you*)

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