[Zexion was trying to sleep. But it seems lately there are a lot of noisy, weird-looking kids who like to run down the halls shouting at night. As much as he'd like to stay in his nice warm bed and ignore it, the shouting doesn't seem to be stopping.
So he rolls out of bed and head out to investigate, groggily grabbing a broom on the way. If it's one of those horned things again, he remembers the last one was pretty vicious. And he's not opposed to giving one of them a good whack with a broom to shut them up.
Broom in hand, he heads out into the hall to investigate.]
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So he rolls out of bed and head out to investigate, groggily grabbing a broom on the way. If it's one of those horned things again, he remembers the last one was pretty vicious. And he's not opposed to giving one of them a good whack with a broom to shut them up.
Broom in hand, he heads out into the hall to investigate.]