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damned_institute2012-03-31 12:19 am
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Nightshift 62: Cafeteria
[from here]
Yuui was the first to push open the door. It took a few solid kicks to break the lock, more noise than he'd like, perhaps, but hopefully nothing that would slow them up. His single blue eye tried to adjust to the darkness inside, scouting the room for any undesirables, but he could only make out a few tables and chairs and precious little else without light.
His footfalls were almost silent, his breathing more cautious as he led the way inside. The headache that had started earlier was becoming harder and harder to ignore, the loud noises and sudden movements doing little to help. It was almost a relief that it was too dark to see the sheen of sweat prickling at his forehead or the way his body trembled every now and again as he tried to push forward with weary muscles. He was beginning to regret not bringing his coat, but the heat would've made it intolerable on top of all the rest.
It wasn't much further to the basement, he realized, though it would be the first time he'd returned to the place since the accident that had cost him his eye and left several other permanent scars. He had to wonder if Kurogane fully understood what he was asking, for him to want to return to that place. If the same thing happened again, if they found themselves in that coliseum, would he make the same decision? It wasn't a thought he wanted with him as he felt his way through the darkness and toward the back of the room. Kurogane was a much better lead at times like these.
Yuui was the first to push open the door. It took a few solid kicks to break the lock, more noise than he'd like, perhaps, but hopefully nothing that would slow them up. His single blue eye tried to adjust to the darkness inside, scouting the room for any undesirables, but he could only make out a few tables and chairs and precious little else without light.
His footfalls were almost silent, his breathing more cautious as he led the way inside. The headache that had started earlier was becoming harder and harder to ignore, the loud noises and sudden movements doing little to help. It was almost a relief that it was too dark to see the sheen of sweat prickling at his forehead or the way his body trembled every now and again as he tried to push forward with weary muscles. He was beginning to regret not bringing his coat, but the heat would've made it intolerable on top of all the rest.
It wasn't much further to the basement, he realized, though it would be the first time he'd returned to the place since the accident that had cost him his eye and left several other permanent scars. He had to wonder if Kurogane fully understood what he was asking, for him to want to return to that place. If the same thing happened again, if they found themselves in that coliseum, would he make the same decision? It wasn't a thought he wanted with him as he felt his way through the darkness and toward the back of the room. Kurogane was a much better lead at times like these.
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Alright, so now it was just the kitchen (and the cafeteria, technically) standing in between them and the basement. It seemed popular tonight, though: it looked like the group they were tailing was heading toward the basement as well.
"Not out of the woods yet, so keep an eye out." The cafeteria felt less dangerous than the Sun Room, but it hadn't been too long ago that the place was crawling with monsters. It could've been just that night, but honestly, Niikura still wasn't going to take any chances.
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Rather than taking the long way around, Shiina moved to the serving counted, pulled herself up, and then daintily jumped down to the other side. She felt a little dizzy, but otherwise she managed to stay on her feet.
Feeling a little triumphant at her gracefulness, Shiina managed an honest smile directed towards her companions. "C'mon! Let's go!" Maybe her enthusiasm would help Shou relax more, too.
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Well, if she had the energy...he guessed it was a good thing that she was being so upbeat, even in the face of something outrageously terrible. He smiled ruefully as she urged them to follow her. "Alright, alright, we're coming..."
It looked like the two they were following had been held up for whatever reason. Niikura shrugged as he inched past, pushing aside the ruined door to the kitchen.
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