A chilly day at Hazakurain

"I...dont necessarily know all the details to be honest...I was" Don't say smooching Franziska "I was...I was in the bathroom. If I knew anything else I'd tell you, I really would." He took his time and walked across the bridge. He knew Mr. Wrights story, and didn't want it to happen to him.

Godot stepped off the bus, glad for his warm coat. He took a sip of coffee from his travel thermos as he scanned the area. He'd told Mia he wasn't coming, but if her premonition was right, he didn't want to have hanging over him the fact that he could have done something. Besides, he had nothing better to do today. He decided he'd walk around a bit, scope things out, and not immediately look for Mia and her sister.

Since Iris had gone up past him, he finally cross over the bridge once again. He quickly made his way back to the main hall, since his hair horns had already become Popsicle's, and he was next. Before stepping into his room he heard a faint noise and made his way to Iris' room. "Iris? Is something wrong? Did I say something on the bridge?"

As he passed a room, Godot heard an oddly familiar voice, and something had clearly horrified her. Godot hesitated for a moment, not entirely sure where the boundaries were at this place, but he went ahead and knocked on the door. "Are you okay in there?" he asked, raising his voice to be heard through the door.

Iris's face unsettled Godot, but it wasn't her fault she had a twin like Dahlia. He also wasn't buying her act. He knew what he heard. "A conversation on the bridge, eh?" he inquired, looking from her to Apollo. That most likely wasn't what was upsetting, but the more she talked, the more likely she was to spill.

"How is Phoenix doing?" Godot asked Apollo, refusing to let the conversation end. "I haven't seen him for some time."

He looked over to Iris, getting her message of loose lips. "Mr. Wright? Well, he's fine. You can visit him on your way back home, right Mr. Armando?" He looked back over at Iris. Her eyes were similar to Dahlia's, but they had a softer presence.

Godot crossed his arms and smiled at the two of them. "Well, it's good to hear that everything's just fine. I'd hate for something to be amiss." He was going to get to the bottom of what was eating at Iris. Mia's worry from the other night was starting to seem more valid...

He watched her pass by the two and looked up at Godot- "I guess that means I'm done for the day. Goodnight Mr. Armando." He squeezed out the door as well and headed down the opposite way of Iris, opening a door far away and walking in.

Godot watched her go, a muscle jumping in his jaw. "Something's up," he said to Apollo, his voice low. "Mia had a bad feeling about coming up here, and now Iris is hiding something." He looked Apollo over and took note of his uniform. "What exactly did you bring up here?"

Apollos door was quietly shut as it was apparent that he had already entered his room. The hallway was quiet, Godot being the only person there. Iris would most likely return shortly to go to bed herself.

Godot realized he was talking to himself. Swearing under his breath, he turned towards Iris's room. He didn't need Apollo to figure out what was going on. Defense attorneys sucked at investigating anyway.

Iris had left her door ajar, and Godot gently pushed it open a bit further, carefully padding into her room. The decor was Spartan, as was to be expected from a nun. Nothing seemed amiss in her drawers. (Though, to be honest, he hadn't searched her underwear drawer very thoroughly.) On the far side of her bed, however, a box was protruding slightly, as though it'd been pushed too hard from the side near the door.

Godot knelt and examined it more carefully. By the logo on the box, it was clearly the package Apollo had delivered earlier. Now, what was in it...

Mia had been right, something rotten was going on. Godot slid the sword back into the staff as the bell rang. Taking that as his cue, he stashed the box back where he'd found it and stole out of the room.

This raised so many questions. What was the weapon for? Who had sent it? (That was a rather short list of suspects.) Who was the target? Right now, Godot just wanted to find Mia.

Snow crunched under Godot's feet as he crossed a courtyard. He knew that Mia and Maya were training, but he had no idea where. That was when he saw Sister Bikini. "Excuse me!" he called merrily, angling his course towards her. "Sister! I'm looking for Mia and her sister. Could you perhaps point me in the right direction?"

The plump woman looked up at him. "Hello, Godot. Mia and Maya are both undergoing the Special Course in the Sacred Cavern. I'm afraid no one other than myself and Iris are allowed to go near there. We mustn't interrupt them." She smiled at him. "Come on back to the Main Hall with me, I'll make us some warm coffee!"

"A tempting offer," Godot smiled in return, "but I'm afraid I must decline. I'd rather wait for them outside the training room. I promise I won't disturb them."

"Mr. Godot," Sister Bikini looked stern for once. "Nothing will happen to them while they're in there. Only myself and Iris know the combination to the lock. I promise they're safe. If you're so worried, I'll get Iris to guard the Sacred Cavern."