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Here the exorcists sleep when tired after a very difficult mission

Sylvaky takes a step out of her room and closes her eyes while resting her hands on her head.

"hm...I love birds..."

She looks over to her left and sees someone out of the corner of her eye.

Brent arose groggy. His hair a ball of fluff from rolling around in his dreams of fighting akuma. He rubbed his eyes and got up from his bed towards his mirror and dresser.

He bushed his short blond messy hair and looked at his reflection. In the mirror he could see his uniform hanging on the coat rack with his staff resting on the wall. He smiled and turned to it. Today might be different for once. Maybe there might be a mission, but until the day comes that he has a mission he'll wear his coat. Until then he'll just stick with his black long sleeved shirt and black pants. Something he's been used to since before he joined the order.

He walked over to his staff and minimized it to a fine point pen and stuffed it in his pocket. For now he'll just walk around knowing his innocence is in his pocket in case something happens. He opened his door and looked out into the long circular hall way.

"Well then, what are we waiting for" he said and started running down the hall towards the dining area.

Brent yawns and thought for a moment outside his room. He was interested in the past and what else happened. He knew the story but he wanted to find out more. Maybe the library is a good source for any loopholes of some sort.

He closed his door and walked towards the library. His stomach wasn't craving for food at the moment, more like information about more of the past..

"Mph... erg...tsk...gr..."
Sounds escaped Shiranai's lips, but none of them sounded like audible words. His face was covered in a cold sweat, and he tossed and turned in his bed.
His breathing got raspy and quick, and his eyes tightened even more. Suddenly, he shot up in bed, eyes snapping open with a scream that must have woke everyone in The Order.
Shiranai held his head, panting.
'Not that dream again. Why can't I just forget it?' Shiranai thought.
His thoughts were interrupted by the peaceful sound of chirping birds. It almost instantly took his mind off of his dream, but his memories would never fade. Shiranai was brought to the Order late last night, and he already was prepared for what would happen next.
Rejection.
Though he was used to rejection, he always wished that somehow he could fit in. Here was no different. He knew if they saw the Akuma stars on his palm or saw him change to his half Akuma form, he would be feared and, like always, alone.
Shiranai got his clothes on anyhow, dressing in a pair of tight, black pants and a green, striped sweater. He was happy to finally be here.
He stepped outside of the room, shutting his door gently. No one had given him the traditional tour of the building (since they were afraid of Akumas), so Shiranai started wondering in the direction of the cafeteria.

Miroku couldnt sleep, he got up and went to grab something to eat he decided to leave his stuff in the room, i wouldnt take long he thought , all he had were his pants and black shirt.
"I could have done more but it would kill me if i ever hurt one of them"he whispered to himself.
Miroku walked out the room and went towards the kitchen.

Shiranai's eyes snapped open as he heard Sylvaky scream his name.
"Sylvaky! What's wrong?" He cried.
Suddenly, he turned beet red as he realized he had fallen asleep, not only still without his shirt on but IN HER BED.
He got out of bed quickly, bowing to her.
"I apologise!" He said, still blushing.
He turned his back to her to get himself composed again. Now the burn scars on his back was fully visable: It went right from his left shoulder down to the bottom of his back. He turned around to her again.
"Sorry, you fell asleep, so I took you back. I must have fallen asleep for accident." He apologized.