[h3][color=MediumSpringGreen]Nora and Bobby[/color][/h3]

Nora watched the Service Bot takedown with a sort of detached interest, making a note of how quickly they responded to put a stop to physical violence.  This seemed like it could he useful information in the future - although it would help if she could see a few more examples to come to a conclusion.  Maybe she could find a way to instigate another fight without actually becoming involved?

With both of the fighters dragged away to their quarters, Nora mentally declared herself the winner.  No surprise there, really.  She flipped through the journal a little more before pocketing it and eventually wandering back to her room for the night.

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Bobby was satisfied that the two early-exit Zoners were apparently fine; Jazz seemed a bit tired and upset, while Twinkle was busy chasing down the emaciated cancer patient.

"Look, let me know if you need anything, okay?" he said, trying to come across as fatherly.  "I'm gonna head off, but none of us have real far to get away to.  My last name's Smith, if you need to find me."

The cafeteria was moderately crowded when he got there, though he missed the fight by a few minutes.  He quickly ate a bowl of chilli and another of salad, then headed back to his room to do some callisthenics before bed.