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[From here.]
First again, and greeted by an empty hallway at that. Harvey didn't know what to make of it. Either some patients had decided to hide in their rooms, or they were being mauled by their roommates who had turned, or he was getting faster at this even if he had the disadvantage of missing half his face.
He'd kept on the bandages just this once, since they might have to deal with jumping into cold water again, and that really hadn't felt that great on his burns the last time. Not that a few layer of bandages was going to do much, but it was something. His hope was that they wouldn't be required to repeat that whole thing, but he couldn't assume anything.
He'd remembered to bring his journal and a pen with him as well and had decided to sacrifice bringing his metal pipe along because of it. Hopefully he wouldn't end up regretting that choice. With his flashlight in his other hand, he moved it around the area, looking out for either Scott or Sangamon.
[Waiting for Scott and S.T.]
First again, and greeted by an empty hallway at that. Harvey didn't know what to make of it. Either some patients had decided to hide in their rooms, or they were being mauled by their roommates who had turned, or he was getting faster at this even if he had the disadvantage of missing half his face.
He'd kept on the bandages just this once, since they might have to deal with jumping into cold water again, and that really hadn't felt that great on his burns the last time. Not that a few layer of bandages was going to do much, but it was something. His hope was that they wouldn't be required to repeat that whole thing, but he couldn't assume anything.
He'd remembered to bring his journal and a pen with him as well and had decided to sacrifice bringing his metal pipe along because of it. Hopefully he wouldn't end up regretting that choice. With his flashlight in his other hand, he moved it around the area, looking out for either Scott or Sangamon.
[Waiting for Scott and S.T.]
[from here]
Harvey was waiting, Scott wasn't. Bandages on, for once. S.T. didn't comment on it. Didn't let his eyes flick up once they were close enough that night vision actually worked. It smelled better this way, and he didn't have to talk to a face that was half road pizza.
"Talked to D.C.'s roommate. He's gone for good." It was just them left. Assuming Scott showed.
Harvey was waiting, Scott wasn't. Bandages on, for once. S.T. didn't comment on it. Didn't let his eyes flick up once they were close enough that night vision actually worked. It smelled better this way, and he didn't have to talk to a face that was half road pizza.
"Talked to D.C.'s roommate. He's gone for good." It was just them left. Assuming Scott showed.
[from here]
People were out and moving, but there was no sign of a little monkey boy. And he certainly knew how to make his size no impediment to being seen. Like someone else she could think of, though both of them would scowl at her for the comparison.
With remarkably similar expressions. Hmm. She covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed at the image.
[Goku]
People were out and moving, but there was no sign of a little monkey boy. And he certainly knew how to make his size no impediment to being seen. Like someone else she could think of, though both of them would scowl at her for the comparison.
With remarkably similar expressions. Hmm. She covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed at the image.
[Goku]
[From here]
The crowd was rather thin tonight. Normally Goku walked among a forest of people always twice his size looking for Taura or Rita. Though, it never impeded him since he could smell Taura from a mile away, but this was certainly easier. On stumpy legs he ran toward her from the conjoining hallway, wondering what the point of that face was.
"Why're you laughin'?" he asked bluntly, staring up at her.
The crowd was rather thin tonight. Normally Goku walked among a forest of people always twice his size looking for Taura or Rita. Though, it never impeded him since he could smell Taura from a mile away, but this was certainly easier. On stumpy legs he ran toward her from the conjoining hallway, wondering what the point of that face was.
"Why're you laughin'?" he asked bluntly, staring up at her.
[from here]
Slow or not, she was the first to arrive, unless the very tall woman obviously waiting for a group was Nina. She would make an unlikely investigator, but Lana had seen stranger on the force. And Lana was certain she'd been here far too long, even if they'd never spoken. So she nodded to Harvey and found a quiet piece of wall, where she could lean and look merely relaxed, rather than near collapse.
[L and Nina]
Slow or not, she was the first to arrive, unless the very tall woman obviously waiting for a group was Nina. She would make an unlikely investigator, but Lana had seen stranger on the force. And Lana was certain she'd been here far too long, even if they'd never spoken. So she nodded to Harvey and found a quiet piece of wall, where she could lean and look merely relaxed, rather than near collapse.
[L and Nina]
[From here.]
As L made his way around the corner to where Lana was already waiting, another of the stomach cramps gripped him. He paused and grimaced. They'd become worse, later in the day, and had been accompanied by nausea and cold sweat. The pain passed quickly, and when it was gone, he reached up with the hand that wasn't in the sling and wiped his brow.
When he reached Lana, he leaned against the wall next to her. The surface felt cool and stable. "Miss Skye." He offered her the weakest of smiles.
Before he could say more, he saw the third member of their party approaching from the side corridor. "Nina." His voice was low and firm: loud enough to reach her from a few feet away, hopefully not loud enough to attract any negative attention. "Over here."
As L made his way around the corner to where Lana was already waiting, another of the stomach cramps gripped him. He paused and grimaced. They'd become worse, later in the day, and had been accompanied by nausea and cold sweat. The pain passed quickly, and when it was gone, he reached up with the hand that wasn't in the sling and wiped his brow.
When he reached Lana, he leaned against the wall next to her. The surface felt cool and stable. "Miss Skye." He offered her the weakest of smiles.
Before he could say more, he saw the third member of their party approaching from the side corridor. "Nina." His voice was low and firm: loud enough to reach her from a few feet away, hopefully not loud enough to attract any negative attention. "Over here."
Edited 2012-08-15 18:29 (UTC)
[From here.]
Byrne moved quickly, focusing on nothing except the darkness in front of him and the sound of his heart pounding in his chest (and how much his abdomen was hurting, too; kind of hard to ignore that). By the time full awareness caught up with his body, he was already entering the first main hallway. The realization that he'd just plowed through potentially dangerous areas without caring too much about what was in them was enough to stop him short and make him reevaluate his life choices here.
Because really. Idiot. Way to act like a prisoner in some madman's torture house, running around like nothing mattered in a place where death was a real threat that could happen to anyone at any time! As if the monsters here didn't exist! Badd would have a conniption if he saw his friend like this, seriousl...
... Badd...
No. Relax. Byrne was a grown man. He could take care of himself by himself. He'd just have to be extra careful now that he didn't have Mother Hen in a Trenchcoat watching his back. It's okay. He could do this. Just keep going - and this time, PAY ATTENTION.
After a minute's hesitation, Byrne slowly but surely proceeded further down the hall. The cramping was starting to become a little too much for him, though, proven by how one hand subconsciously moved to his stomach. As if it would make the pain stop. Yeah, right.
[Creeper children... 8) ]
Byrne moved quickly, focusing on nothing except the darkness in front of him and the sound of his heart pounding in his chest (and how much his abdomen was hurting, too; kind of hard to ignore that). By the time full awareness caught up with his body, he was already entering the first main hallway. The realization that he'd just plowed through potentially dangerous areas without caring too much about what was in them was enough to stop him short and make him reevaluate his life choices here.
Because really. Idiot. Way to act like a prisoner in some madman's torture house, running around like nothing mattered in a place where death was a real threat that could happen to anyone at any time! As if the monsters here didn't exist! Badd would have a conniption if he saw his friend like this, seriousl...
... Badd...
No. Relax. Byrne was a grown man. He could take care of himself by himself. He'd just have to be extra careful now that he didn't have Mother Hen in a Trenchcoat watching his back. It's okay. He could do this. Just keep going - and this time, PAY ATTENTION.
After a minute's hesitation, Byrne slowly but surely proceeded further down the hall. The cramping was starting to become a little too much for him, though, proven by how one hand subconsciously moved to his stomach. As if it would make the pain stop. Yeah, right.
[Creeper children... 8) ]
[from here]
She had quick eyes of her own, and before Albedo could say any more she fell into step with him, having noticed the tense body language of the figure passing by long before he moved close enough to see what was actually amiss. Rashes, right? The experiment victims were showing rashes? It was a little hard to spot such a thing in the dark, but Yomi hadn't gone through her training for nothing. She and Albedo were likely picking up on the same signals.
Yomi supposed her answer to Albedo's invitation was clear enough when she stared after the man in turn. There were worse ways to spend her time and one could hardly find a more willing partner in crime than a Category A. Looking back to Albedo, she waited for his opening move.
"How many symptoms are the sick ones showing now?" she asked. Confirmation was integral, as always. "I haven't been paying as close attention as some people."
She had quick eyes of her own, and before Albedo could say any more she fell into step with him, having noticed the tense body language of the figure passing by long before he moved close enough to see what was actually amiss. Rashes, right? The experiment victims were showing rashes? It was a little hard to spot such a thing in the dark, but Yomi hadn't gone through her training for nothing. She and Albedo were likely picking up on the same signals.
Yomi supposed her answer to Albedo's invitation was clear enough when she stared after the man in turn. There were worse ways to spend her time and one could hardly find a more willing partner in crime than a Category A. Looking back to Albedo, she waited for his opening move.
"How many symptoms are the sick ones showing now?" she asked. Confirmation was integral, as always. "I haven't been paying as close attention as some people."
[From here]
"Whoa, what--?" There were only a few people in here so far! More than a little confused, Luke instinctively checked behind him as if a crowd was just going to overtake him and the hallway any minute. Of course, nothing came, so apparently Luke had gotten here unusually early. Well, if nothing else, he could show Guy and Anise he was taking this serious now. no more sleeping for him!
Crossing the hallway, he took up a stance by the wall where he would have a good view of the intersecting corridor for his friends.
[Anise, Guy, and Claude]
"Whoa, what--?" There were only a few people in here so far! More than a little confused, Luke instinctively checked behind him as if a crowd was just going to overtake him and the hallway any minute. Of course, nothing came, so apparently Luke had gotten here unusually early. Well, if nothing else, he could show Guy and Anise he was taking this serious now. no more sleeping for him!
Crossing the hallway, he took up a stance by the wall where he would have a good view of the intersecting corridor for his friends.
[Anise, Guy, and Claude]
[from here]
Anise walked quickly through the hallway, stopping when she reached the main area. There were others waiting here, as was often the case, but that didn't provide the comfort that it usually did. What if one of them were to turn, and attack Anise and the other patients? Or worse yet... what if she turned?
Fortunately, she wasn't going to have to wait alone. Luke soon came into sight, and she hurried over to meet him. With the horrible situation they were facing, she wasn't sure how to approach him, but luckily, habit allowed her to muster up a smile for the redhead. "Wow, you're early!" she exclaimed in something resembling her usual high-pitched bubbly voice.
Anise walked quickly through the hallway, stopping when she reached the main area. There were others waiting here, as was often the case, but that didn't provide the comfort that it usually did. What if one of them were to turn, and attack Anise and the other patients? Or worse yet... what if she turned?
Fortunately, she wasn't going to have to wait alone. Luke soon came into sight, and she hurried over to meet him. With the horrible situation they were facing, she wasn't sure how to approach him, but luckily, habit allowed her to muster up a smile for the redhead. "Wow, you're early!" she exclaimed in something resembling her usual high-pitched bubbly voice.
[from here]
He was almost there... Almost! Lee was proud of himself, having noticed the entrance way earlier on his travel from the Sun Room to the bedroom blocks. He wasn't a mid-ranking shinobi for nothing!
A lively skipping in his feet, Lee rushed onward to the middle of the hall, ready to go all out!
[to here]
He was almost there... Almost! Lee was proud of himself, having noticed the entrance way earlier on his travel from the Sun Room to the bedroom blocks. He wasn't a mid-ranking shinobi for nothing!
A lively skipping in his feet, Lee rushed onward to the middle of the hall, ready to go all out!
[to here]
[from here]
Ilia arrived at the planned meeting spot. Now what? Just to wait for Seishin now. The waiting was the worst.
Ilia struck up a resting position against a wall, then did her best to relax. She untensed her muscles as best as she could and took deep breaths.
Fretting about everything happening tonight was not going to help her. She just needed to relax. Relax. And wait.
.... God, she missed Rose. Too much. Too soon.
[Seishin]
Ilia arrived at the planned meeting spot. Now what? Just to wait for Seishin now. The waiting was the worst.
Ilia struck up a resting position against a wall, then did her best to relax. She untensed her muscles as best as she could and took deep breaths.
Fretting about everything happening tonight was not going to help her. She just needed to relax. Relax. And wait.
.... God, she missed Rose. Too much. Too soon.
[Seishin]
[From here]
Being too caught up in his train of thought, Seishin realized with a start he had already reached the hallway in question. He glanced around, eventually spotting Silvestri-san near the wall.
She was alone.
Fearing the worst, he approached the woman. "Silvestri-san", he said quietly, the smallest hint of uncertainty in his voice. She had appeared alone, which hardly bode well for Rose-chan...did it?
Being too caught up in his train of thought, Seishin realized with a start he had already reached the hallway in question. He glanced around, eventually spotting Silvestri-san near the wall.
She was alone.
Fearing the worst, he approached the woman. "Silvestri-san", he said quietly, the smallest hint of uncertainty in his voice. She had appeared alone, which hardly bode well for Rose-chan...did it?
[from here]
And then she arrived. Before Aidou, it seemed.
Aigis gladly took a place waiting in the corner, hoping to have a reason to rest. Her heart had taken up an unsteady rush again, but the android knew it wasn't due to the speed she had raced down the halls. She couldn't let it win, though. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to remain upright and kept her eyes on the rest of the hallway.
[Aidou~]
And then she arrived. Before Aidou, it seemed.
Aigis gladly took a place waiting in the corner, hoping to have a reason to rest. Her heart had taken up an unsteady rush again, but the android knew it wasn't due to the speed she had raced down the halls. She couldn't let it win, though. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to remain upright and kept her eyes on the rest of the hallway.
[Aidou~]
[from here]
It smelled like blood! And not all of it good, healthy blood. What an annoying stink.
The tangle of scents in the air slowed the vampire's progress down a little as he tried to tease them apart, but not by much. Time was always of the essence. He slipped out of his cell block, looking behind him once in a while, instincts on edge. It was going to be a difficult night to concentrate, clearly.
Despite the night's tension bearing down on his shoulders, Aidou kept up a swift pace, moving from shadow to shadow until he arrived in the main corridor and spotted the young, fair-haired female standing off by herself. He knew that figure. The tired lines to her face had also grown familiar over the last few days.
But she was still herself. That was... good.
"Aigis." Silence and economy of movement was the nature of most vampires, but she was more aware of him than most.
It smelled like blood! And not all of it good, healthy blood. What an annoying stink.
The tangle of scents in the air slowed the vampire's progress down a little as he tried to tease them apart, but not by much. Time was always of the essence. He slipped out of his cell block, looking behind him once in a while, instincts on edge. It was going to be a difficult night to concentrate, clearly.
Despite the night's tension bearing down on his shoulders, Aidou kept up a swift pace, moving from shadow to shadow until he arrived in the main corridor and spotted the young, fair-haired female standing off by herself. He knew that figure. The tired lines to her face had also grown familiar over the last few days.
But she was still herself. That was... good.
"Aigis." Silence and economy of movement was the nature of most vampires, but she was more aware of him than most.
[From here]
There were people here! A few, but there were some. Wait...those clothes--they were the same as hers! She wasn't sure if she should have been relieved her, or not. Um. Well, then! Flora smiled, a little awkwardly, but sincere, and put a hand to her chest. She was certainly glad to find people here so soon, and seemingly unharmed, but there was something strange about them. A lot of them seemed to be waiting around. What for, she didn't know. There was also a marked lack of confusion on a lot of faces, perhaps too many that could be said to be hiding it. It was almost like they knew something. Hmm.
Flora adjusted her flashlight. This hallway was the widest she'd seen yet, so it must have seen a lot of traffic, but she thought could see the end of it on one side. She'd wander just a little further down, and if she didn't find anyone else, she'd come right back here and get down to the bottom of this.
[To here]
There were people here! A few, but there were some. Wait...those clothes--they were the same as hers! She wasn't sure if she should have been relieved her, or not. Um. Well, then! Flora smiled, a little awkwardly, but sincere, and put a hand to her chest. She was certainly glad to find people here so soon, and seemingly unharmed, but there was something strange about them. A lot of them seemed to be waiting around. What for, she didn't know. There was also a marked lack of confusion on a lot of faces, perhaps too many that could be said to be hiding it. It was almost like they knew something. Hmm.
Flora adjusted her flashlight. This hallway was the widest she'd seen yet, so it must have seen a lot of traffic, but she thought could see the end of it on one side. She'd wander just a little further down, and if she didn't find anyone else, she'd come right back here and get down to the bottom of this.
[To here]
Edited 2012-08-14 18:54 (UTC)
[from here and waiting on Albedo. HAY, BABY BRO, HAY.]
The walk from her cell to the main hallway was an example of how far she’d come in terms of recuperation. The pain that’d hounded her the night she’d met Skulduggery was gone, and she could move without her body fighting her.
A part of her deeply enjoyed it, the ability to take a long, strong stride and feel her muscles bunching smoothly. Even if the Institute’s restrictions meant she wasn’t at full strength, at least now she wasn’t crippled. Everything about the Coliseum felt like an unfortunate memory that had faded at the edges like an old photograph.
Now, though, what to do? Yomi had dressed herself and gotten her supplies together as she typically did each night, but she hadn’t decided on where she wanted to focus her time. If Landel was even going to give her that choice, knowing him and the kinds of surprises he liked to spring.
The walk from her cell to the main hallway was an example of how far she’d come in terms of recuperation. The pain that’d hounded her the night she’d met Skulduggery was gone, and she could move without her body fighting her.
A part of her deeply enjoyed it, the ability to take a long, strong stride and feel her muscles bunching smoothly. Even if the Institute’s restrictions meant she wasn’t at full strength, at least now she wasn’t crippled. Everything about the Coliseum felt like an unfortunate memory that had faded at the edges like an old photograph.
Now, though, what to do? Yomi had dressed herself and gotten her supplies together as she typically did each night, but she hadn’t decided on where she wanted to focus her time. If Landel was even going to give her that choice, knowing him and the kinds of surprises he liked to spring.
[from here]
In the hallway outside of Nigredo's room, Albedo readjusted the weapons adorning him. The handgun given by Nigredo went into the belt holster that held the two hunting knives at each hip. The pair of shotguns were retied against his back, and his hand idly checked for the extra rounds. Satisfied, he set out.
In essence, he was supposed to be stirring patients to fear, or so the game seemed, but he would do it in a more straightforward manner. In this way, there was knowledge of a kill, by his hand alone, and he would have first hand knowledge to use tomorrow to play it further. All he had to find... Was a monster behaving suspiciously, or a person as sick as his own brother. A simple outline, but the anxiety didn't quell in his being. Enough that he sought a grounding to his mind's waves, because if he slipped from himself now, he couldn't be assured that things would work out as planned, and then Nigredo would--
It was starting to be a habit, part of Albedo thought dryly. Saving Nigredo's life.
--There was a woman in the hallway, a bright color amidst black and grey, and he halted without thinking for a single step, then swerved to intercept her. His eyes were too wide, then he blinked, offered an empty smile. "Yomi." The single regret held in this place. The single other monster in these echoing halls. She would understand. Wouldn't she?
"I've tried to die for my siblings, Yomi. It never took."
"We've got that in common, then."
He blinked again; his head tilted at an angle. "I'm going to kill a few people. Would you like to come with me?"
In the hallway outside of Nigredo's room, Albedo readjusted the weapons adorning him. The handgun given by Nigredo went into the belt holster that held the two hunting knives at each hip. The pair of shotguns were retied against his back, and his hand idly checked for the extra rounds. Satisfied, he set out.
In essence, he was supposed to be stirring patients to fear, or so the game seemed, but he would do it in a more straightforward manner. In this way, there was knowledge of a kill, by his hand alone, and he would have first hand knowledge to use tomorrow to play it further. All he had to find... Was a monster behaving suspiciously, or a person as sick as his own brother. A simple outline, but the anxiety didn't quell in his being. Enough that he sought a grounding to his mind's waves, because if he slipped from himself now, he couldn't be assured that things would work out as planned, and then Nigredo would--
It was starting to be a habit, part of Albedo thought dryly. Saving Nigredo's life.
--There was a woman in the hallway, a bright color amidst black and grey, and he halted without thinking for a single step, then swerved to intercept her. His eyes were too wide, then he blinked, offered an empty smile. "Yomi." The single regret held in this place. The single other monster in these echoing halls. She would understand. Wouldn't she?
"I've tried to die for my siblings, Yomi. It never took."
"We've got that in common, then."
He blinked again; his head tilted at an angle. "I'm going to kill a few people. Would you like to come with me?"
[to here]
The trip to the main hallway was clear... and that was a good sigh, right? Or so she wanted to believe. Any one of her friends could be one of the five sick people Landel had said would transform and she would have no idea. She didn't even know many of their room numbers.
But she had made a promise. She had a job to do. The only thing Tsubaki could let herself worry about at the moment was how fast she could get to Scar.
What condition she might find him in was another story.
[to here]
The trip to the main hallway was clear... and that was a good sigh, right? Or so she wanted to believe. Any one of her friends could be one of the five sick people Landel had said would transform and she would have no idea. She didn't even know many of their room numbers.
But she had made a promise. She had a job to do. The only thing Tsubaki could let herself worry about at the moment was how fast she could get to Scar.
What condition she might find him in was another story.
[to here]
Edited 2012-08-17 07:03 (UTC)
[--and back from here]
Still no sign of Mike as he reemerged into the main hallway. That was okay, though; he was usually the first one there anyway. There weren't that many people out and about yet either, so that meant that they still had a fair amount of time. It was going to work out. They were going to save her tonight.
Niikura settled back against the wall and tried to think of things other than a giant clock, slowly ticking. He'd get this done. He had the ability. Now all he needed were the right supplies, and the patient herself...
Several minutes later, though, he was starting to wonder where exactly Mike was. More than once, Niikura poked his head out, trying to see if his friend had bothered showing up. Eventually, though, he realized that if he waited any longer, they were going to run out of time. Solo. It wouldn't be too bad, right? He'd done plenty of things on his own. If Mike showed up, though...
Eh, he'd just explain it in the morning. With a shrug, Niikura pushed off the wall and dashed off down the hall. He needed to get to the medical wing, and fast.
[to here]
Still no sign of Mike as he reemerged into the main hallway. That was okay, though; he was usually the first one there anyway. There weren't that many people out and about yet either, so that meant that they still had a fair amount of time. It was going to work out. They were going to save her tonight.
Niikura settled back against the wall and tried to think of things other than a giant clock, slowly ticking. He'd get this done. He had the ability. Now all he needed were the right supplies, and the patient herself...
Several minutes later, though, he was starting to wonder where exactly Mike was. More than once, Niikura poked his head out, trying to see if his friend had bothered showing up. Eventually, though, he realized that if he waited any longer, they were going to run out of time. Solo. It wouldn't be too bad, right? He'd done plenty of things on his own. If Mike showed up, though...
Eh, he'd just explain it in the morning. With a shrug, Niikura pushed off the wall and dashed off down the hall. He needed to get to the medical wing, and fast.
[to here]
Edited 2012-09-08 00:04 (UTC)
[From here]
He lacked his usual attentiveness. Scar was never the type to let his mind wander or his thoughts get the better of him, but there were so many fresh wounds now, thanks to this place- Wounds that he didn't even understand, that he thought he had shut himself away from.
Clearly, he had done a shit job of it.
He lacked his usual attentiveness. Scar was never the type to let his mind wander or his thoughts get the better of him, but there were so many fresh wounds now, thanks to this place- Wounds that he didn't even understand, that he thought he had shut himself away from.
Clearly, he had done a shit job of it.
"Fine" was relative, but like with Kurogane, Tsubaki didn't try to push for answers that Scar didn't want to give. He was a tough soul; she could he was managing the physical side of things as well as anyone could.
Regarding what was going on inside his head, she didn't know him well enough to be able to tell, but she could make a few educated guesses.
"You'll feel a little better soon," she told him. With her pushing, Tsubaki could at least rest assured that he wasn't causing himself pain by having to move himself along. Wheelchairs might've been a dangerous thing to try and move around in the dead of night, knowing the nature of the Institute, but they did come in handy for something.
[to here]
Regarding what was going on inside his head, she didn't know him well enough to be able to tell, but she could make a few educated guesses.
"You'll feel a little better soon," she told him. With her pushing, Tsubaki could at least rest assured that he wasn't causing himself pain by having to move himself along. Wheelchairs might've been a dangerous thing to try and move around in the dead of night, knowing the nature of the Institute, but they did come in handy for something.
[to here]
[From here.]
As usual, this hallway was more crowded than the others, but in this case Castiel was relieved to see the larger number of patients standing around. It meant that none of them had turned yet. It was just as likely that none of them were sick in the first place, but he did spot Aigis speaking with a stranger. She seemed fine for now, but Castiel didn't know how long that would last.
He'd resorted to leaning on Gabriel more than he'd like, so Castiel pulled away and pressed a hand against the wall to his right instead, using that to keep his balance. The fact that he couldn't even stand properly was something that stung, but the pain in his middle was becoming intolerable.
"We take a right up ahead," he told Gabriel, "and then enter the room block there. Those are the female rooms." Seeing how the strange angel was helping him without having any obligation to, the least he could do was give him an idea of how to get around.
As usual, this hallway was more crowded than the others, but in this case Castiel was relieved to see the larger number of patients standing around. It meant that none of them had turned yet. It was just as likely that none of them were sick in the first place, but he did spot Aigis speaking with a stranger. She seemed fine for now, but Castiel didn't know how long that would last.
He'd resorted to leaning on Gabriel more than he'd like, so Castiel pulled away and pressed a hand against the wall to his right instead, using that to keep his balance. The fact that he couldn't even stand properly was something that stung, but the pain in his middle was becoming intolerable.
"We take a right up ahead," he told Gabriel, "and then enter the room block there. Those are the female rooms." Seeing how the strange angel was helping him without having any obligation to, the least he could do was give him an idea of how to get around.
In the end, they were all able to slip by without detection, and Kratos breathed a sigh of relief as he hurried to catch up with the other two. Even though he'd volunteered to stay behind, he had been really hoping that a fight, or really anything that would risk either of his arms, could be avoided. For once, they'd had a spot of luck.
Regrouping turned out to be an easy task, given Castiel's current state of health; for a second, he considered offering his assistance, but seeing as the angel had already rejected his friend's help, he decided initially that perhaps he ought to just mind his own business for the time being.
Kratos had only taken a few steps forward, though, when he changed his mind. Deny things though he might, in this case, playing dumb was not the appropriate course of action. They needed to get to Rapunzel's room quickly, and Castiel needed to save his strength for the actual operation--reason enough to help, even if that came at the cost of losing face.
He fell back behind the angel. "Will you be able to walk on your own? We can't afford to linger here either."
Regrouping turned out to be an easy task, given Castiel's current state of health; for a second, he considered offering his assistance, but seeing as the angel had already rejected his friend's help, he decided initially that perhaps he ought to just mind his own business for the time being.
Kratos had only taken a few steps forward, though, when he changed his mind. Deny things though he might, in this case, playing dumb was not the appropriate course of action. They needed to get to Rapunzel's room quickly, and Castiel needed to save his strength for the actual operation--reason enough to help, even if that came at the cost of losing face.
He fell back behind the angel. "Will you be able to walk on your own? We can't afford to linger here either."
[From here.]
He didn't take his eyes away from the direction where the monster was until he noticed the group had stumbled into the first main hallway, meaning they were some distance away now in a place that potentially held new dangers. At least their original threat didn't seem to be following them yet. Zero could lower his gun and enjoy having strained ears for a few seconds of peace.
Only a few seconds. "We have to keep moving," he commented gruffly (as if it weren't obvious enough), turning to face his companions. As he looked at them, his eyes checked over their bodies for injuries. Harpuia looked to be the only one with an obvious wound. Otherwise, they were alive, and that was most important. (Meanwhile, scolding X for the obvious could wait until after they got moving again.) "Everyone okay?"
He didn't take his eyes away from the direction where the monster was until he noticed the group had stumbled into the first main hallway, meaning they were some distance away now in a place that potentially held new dangers. At least their original threat didn't seem to be following them yet. Zero could lower his gun and enjoy having strained ears for a few seconds of peace.
Only a few seconds. "We have to keep moving," he commented gruffly (as if it weren't obvious enough), turning to face his companions. As he looked at them, his eyes checked over their bodies for injuries. Harpuia looked to be the only one with an obvious wound. Otherwise, they were alive, and that was most important. (Meanwhile, scolding X for the obvious could wait until after they got moving again.) "Everyone okay?"
"I am, but Harpuia's..."
The adrenalin from the encounter had begun to fade, leaving X's head thumping and his body jumpy, as though there were hundreds of needles poking into every limb at once, and the only way to shake them off was to move.
Too bad there was a fat chance of that.
His heart was hammering, his stomach clenched, and his head was spinning...
But his mind was calm.
Calm, and already thinking over what happened as he leaned against Harpuia for support.
Even though he was wounded, Harpuia refused to leave him behind. X somehow knew it would be the case, but with what they were up against, not leaving him was risky. What if the...patient...(patient. What the hell did Landel do here?! Why did he do this?! Anger coiled in his stomach, burning hot and refusing to leave at the simple thought of the man) had brushed off Zero's shots and headed straight for them as Harpuia had dragged him off? What if...
Well, whatever could have happened, it didn't, and X couldn't have been happier for that.
But his eyes still flicked to his companion's arm.
It was for reasons like these that he had hoped to grab some medical supplies while he was out. Admittedly, X didn't know much about human medical procedure, but there had to be something they could do for his arm, if only to just wrap it.
Much like what Harpuia had done for him the night before, when he was...more than a little reckless.
And you weren't a few minutes ago? Did you really think they would have let you act as bait? And did you really think you would have gotten away unscathed?
Not unscathed, but he wasn't made of glass, even with his leg. He could have at least distracted him until they were far enough away.
...
Though looking at Harpuia's arm, probably not.
"When we get to a safe place, we need to get him taken care of."
The adrenalin from the encounter had begun to fade, leaving X's head thumping and his body jumpy, as though there were hundreds of needles poking into every limb at once, and the only way to shake them off was to move.
Too bad there was a fat chance of that.
His heart was hammering, his stomach clenched, and his head was spinning...
But his mind was calm.
Calm, and already thinking over what happened as he leaned against Harpuia for support.
Even though he was wounded, Harpuia refused to leave him behind. X somehow knew it would be the case, but with what they were up against, not leaving him was risky. What if the...patient...(patient. What the hell did Landel do here?! Why did he do this?! Anger coiled in his stomach, burning hot and refusing to leave at the simple thought of the man) had brushed off Zero's shots and headed straight for them as Harpuia had dragged him off? What if...
Well, whatever could have happened, it didn't, and X couldn't have been happier for that.
But his eyes still flicked to his companion's arm.
It was for reasons like these that he had hoped to grab some medical supplies while he was out. Admittedly, X didn't know much about human medical procedure, but there had to be something they could do for his arm, if only to just wrap it.
Much like what Harpuia had done for him the night before, when he was...more than a little reckless.
And you weren't a few minutes ago? Did you really think they would have let you act as bait? And did you really think you would have gotten away unscathed?
Not unscathed, but he wasn't made of glass, even with his leg. He could have at least distracted him until they were far enough away.
...
Though looking at Harpuia's arm, probably not.
"When we get to a safe place, we need to get him taken care of."
[From here.]
With the darkened battle left behind him, Sechs slowed his pace down slightly as he stumbled to keep up his balance. Damnit...! That little sprint he made earlier had taken more energy than usual out of him. Even the dark presence inside his spine and mind was growing stronger. He could hear it jeering and hissing into his ear as he continued down the hall. "That could have been you back there y'know..." it said with vindictive pleasure.
"Sh-shut up..." was all Sechs could mutter to the parasite beneath his heavy breaths. He couldn't let the drug slow him down or mess up his direction. He had to keep going...
[To here.]
With the darkened battle left behind him, Sechs slowed his pace down slightly as he stumbled to keep up his balance. Damnit...! That little sprint he made earlier had taken more energy than usual out of him. Even the dark presence inside his spine and mind was growing stronger. He could hear it jeering and hissing into his ear as he continued down the hall. "That could have been you back there y'know..." it said with vindictive pleasure.
"Sh-shut up..." was all Sechs could mutter to the parasite beneath his heavy breaths. He couldn't let the drug slow him down or mess up his direction. He had to keep going...
[To here.]
Edited 2012-08-26 04:09 (UTC)
[From here]
Scar took a quick glance down the main hallway as he passed through on slow feet. He wished, for once, that things could just be easy. That the so-called cure hadn't been just another damn tactic to get them to harm themselves.
It was never so straightforward, though. Especially not here. It didn't take a genius to figure that out.
[To here]
Scar took a quick glance down the main hallway as he passed through on slow feet. He wished, for once, that things could just be easy. That the so-called cure hadn't been just another damn tactic to get them to harm themselves.
It was never so straightforward, though. Especially not here. It didn't take a genius to figure that out.
[To here]
Edited 2012-08-27 21:09 (UTC)
[From here]
Practically every step he took behind his partner's wheelchair was punctuated by "Ow!" like a toddler who had forgotten to to switch his stream of consciousness back to internal mode. "I think you broke my toe," he sulked, grousing over the blond even though the man couldn't see his face.
"So which way again? Left? It's left, right?"
Practically every step he took behind his partner's wheelchair was punctuated by "Ow!" like a toddler who had forgotten to to switch his stream of consciousness back to internal mode. "I think you broke my toe," he sulked, grousing over the blond even though the man couldn't see his face.
"So which way again? Left? It's left, right?"
Their departure from his room was worse than Barnaby could have even imagined. Honestly, they would have been better off if he'd just wheeled himself. In typical Kotetsu fashion, though, his partner had insisted on mothering him the whole time, much to his own detriment.
"It's left," Barnaby responded with a hint of weariness his voice. "And could you please just let me steer myself? My arms are fine." He understood why pushing him around in something with wheels might have sounded fun to Kotetsu in the beginning, but surely now he realized that it would be in their best interests if he stepped back. Another squashed toe couldn't be worth it.
"Besides," he added as he pointedly brought his hands onto the wheels, "I already had to put up with my nurse all day. I don't need another one following me around at night."
With that, he pushed himself ahead and neatly turned the corner without any assistance.
((To here.))
"It's left," Barnaby responded with a hint of weariness his voice. "And could you please just let me steer myself? My arms are fine." He understood why pushing him around in something with wheels might have sounded fun to Kotetsu in the beginning, but surely now he realized that it would be in their best interests if he stepped back. Another squashed toe couldn't be worth it.
"Besides," he added as he pointedly brought his hands onto the wheels, "I already had to put up with my nurse all day. I don't need another one following me around at night."
With that, he pushed himself ahead and neatly turned the corner without any assistance.
((To here.))
[From here.]
Slick and silent as oil, Facilier stepped into the first stretch of the Main Hall with little to announce his arrival. His Shadow slithered close behind, keeping close to the Bokor as they approached the bulk of the patient population. Skulking close to the wall, Facilier kept a distance from the wandering prisoners. He had a visit to the kitchen in mind as his first task on his to-do list and he was keen on getting that done quickly without any interruptions.
[To here.]
Slick and silent as oil, Facilier stepped into the first stretch of the Main Hall with little to announce his arrival. His Shadow slithered close behind, keeping close to the Bokor as they approached the bulk of the patient population. Skulking close to the wall, Facilier kept a distance from the wandering prisoners. He had a visit to the kitchen in mind as his first task on his to-do list and he was keen on getting that done quickly without any interruptions.
[To here.]
Edited 2012-08-29 04:44 (UTC)
[from herp derp derp]
Kyousuke cringed slightly as he started to make his way down the hall. When he was still and talking, he could (almost) the pain he was in, but now that he was walking, any pretense melted away. It was hard to say if was getting worse, or if he was just more acutely aware of it.
He did his best to move in ways that didn't aggravate it, and attempted to shift his focus to anything nasty that could be lurking in the corners. It was a bad choice of distraction—all that did was make him tense, and since he'd already been attacked, every strange little shadow had him totally on edge.
It was stupid. Like little kids who thought there ghosts in the dark. He could almost kick himself for it, if not for the fact those kinds of fears were actually perfectly legitimate here. He sighed. Surely there was something better to be thinking about.
"... I didn't quite catch your name before," he remembered. "I'm Tsurugi."
It was polite, he guessed, and if they were going to go together, they might as well introduce themselves.
Kyousuke cringed slightly as he started to make his way down the hall. When he was still and talking, he could (almost) the pain he was in, but now that he was walking, any pretense melted away. It was hard to say if was getting worse, or if he was just more acutely aware of it.
He did his best to move in ways that didn't aggravate it, and attempted to shift his focus to anything nasty that could be lurking in the corners. It was a bad choice of distraction—all that did was make him tense, and since he'd already been attacked, every strange little shadow had him totally on edge.
It was stupid. Like little kids who thought there ghosts in the dark. He could almost kick himself for it, if not for the fact those kinds of fears were actually perfectly legitimate here. He sighed. Surely there was something better to be thinking about.
"... I didn't quite catch your name before," he remembered. "I'm Tsurugi."
It was polite, he guessed, and if they were going to go together, they might as well introduce themselves.
The Doctor fell into step beside the boy, keeping a careful eye on him at first to make sure he really was okay to walk. He didn't look like he was doing all that well, to be honest, but as long as he was determined to keep going, the Doctor would let him—and help him along, if he needed it.
His greatest fear was that something lurking in the dark would think they were easy prey because of their slow pace and come after them. If that happened, he resolved, he'd just have to grab the boy and run. Better to jostle his injuries and escape than to risk the boy's life by holding their ground...
The boy's voice cut through his thoughts, and the Doctor's turned his focus to the boy instantly. "Nice to have a name to go with the face," he said, committing 'Tsurugi' to memory. "Well, your real name, I mean—not the 'Mr Taylor' from the nurses."
He paused, gesturing to the left. "This way," he said, interrupting the re-introductions to turn the corner.
[To here]
His greatest fear was that something lurking in the dark would think they were easy prey because of their slow pace and come after them. If that happened, he resolved, he'd just have to grab the boy and run. Better to jostle his injuries and escape than to risk the boy's life by holding their ground...
The boy's voice cut through his thoughts, and the Doctor's turned his focus to the boy instantly. "Nice to have a name to go with the face," he said, committing 'Tsurugi' to memory. "Well, your real name, I mean—not the 'Mr Taylor' from the nurses."
He paused, gesturing to the left. "This way," he said, interrupting the re-introductions to turn the corner.
[To here]
[From here]
Link flashed his light down the hall as they crossed into the larger corridors. It was mostly empty, now. People must have gotten on with their business for tonight.
He could only pray that Sora had not done too much damage, or gotten hurt himself. It still weighed heavily on his shoulders. Link never failed.
"Sorry... I forgot to ask. What's your name?"
Link flashed his light down the hall as they crossed into the larger corridors. It was mostly empty, now. People must have gotten on with their business for tonight.
He could only pray that Sora had not done too much damage, or gotten hurt himself. It still weighed heavily on his shoulders. Link never failed.
"Sorry... I forgot to ask. What's your name?"
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The main hallway was significantly emptier than Scar was used to seeing, only confirming what he had realized earlier. At the very least, it also meant the area appeared to be free of Landel's fine abominations, former patient or not.
He turned his head at the question. Ah, they had skipped the pleasantries entirely, hadn't they? The corner of his mouth curled up in an amused grin. "Hnn. I suppose we did get a little carried away with our little discussion, in order for us to skip such basic facets of social interaction like that," he remarked dryly, "My name is Scar."
The origin of his name was rather obvious, but if there was anything that this place had taught him, it was that not everyone was able to connect such dots. This boy hadn't proven to be as dimwitted as the next hyena, however, which was both a relief and a reason to be a little cautious.
"Might I have the pleasure of learning yours, as well?"
With that, he gestured into the direction of the stairwell. The gesture might have been considered slightly awkward in the eyes of a human, but it conveyed its meaning well enough and the former lion couldn't quite care any less. He headed into the direction of the stairs. They could certainly continue to speak while walking.
[To here]
He turned his head at the question. Ah, they had skipped the pleasantries entirely, hadn't they? The corner of his mouth curled up in an amused grin. "Hnn. I suppose we did get a little carried away with our little discussion, in order for us to skip such basic facets of social interaction like that," he remarked dryly, "My name is Scar."
The origin of his name was rather obvious, but if there was anything that this place had taught him, it was that not everyone was able to connect such dots. This boy hadn't proven to be as dimwitted as the next hyena, however, which was both a relief and a reason to be a little cautious.
"Might I have the pleasure of learning yours, as well?"
With that, he gestured into the direction of the stairwell. The gesture might have been considered slightly awkward in the eyes of a human, but it conveyed its meaning well enough and the former lion couldn't quite care any less. He headed into the direction of the stairs. They could certainly continue to speak while walking.
[To here]
Edited 2012-09-04 22:13 (UTC)
[from here]
For a time after he'd arrived, he'd kept himself against a wall, watching the other patients that came and went while keeping a calming tune in his head. He hadn't intended to observe for so long after arriving, thinking that everyone heading for the mentioned X-Ray room would have done so as soon as possible, but the time between passages was slow, and his mind was also on other things.
His hand was still rubbing at his numb arm as he waited, tune in mind, for some clear clue as to where he should go. The tingling had already spread well beyond the inflamed limb, but he couldn't very well poke at the other areas while still keeping his guard. That, and the rubbing was only helping insofar as keeping him a little calmer. Every now and then he thought he could feel something from the rub, though by this point he knew that kind of thinking was only wishful.
I cannot just stand here and wait! he told himself, frowning at his indecision and the lacking time he had. The night was never long, and he knew he had to get something done about this quickly before he got any worse.
Enough time had gone and though the patients had been few in number, he had seen most of them head well down the main hallway for the night. I suppose that'll be my course, he picked before finally leaving the wall and going on his way.
For a time after he'd arrived, he'd kept himself against a wall, watching the other patients that came and went while keeping a calming tune in his head. He hadn't intended to observe for so long after arriving, thinking that everyone heading for the mentioned X-Ray room would have done so as soon as possible, but the time between passages was slow, and his mind was also on other things.
His hand was still rubbing at his numb arm as he waited, tune in mind, for some clear clue as to where he should go. The tingling had already spread well beyond the inflamed limb, but he couldn't very well poke at the other areas while still keeping his guard. That, and the rubbing was only helping insofar as keeping him a little calmer. Every now and then he thought he could feel something from the rub, though by this point he knew that kind of thinking was only wishful.
I cannot just stand here and wait! he told himself, frowning at his indecision and the lacking time he had. The night was never long, and he knew he had to get something done about this quickly before he got any worse.
Enough time had gone and though the patients had been few in number, he had seen most of them head well down the main hallway for the night. I suppose that'll be my course, he picked before finally leaving the wall and going on his way.
[from here]
The hallways passed as they always had, quickly and quietly, without much interest from the ninja. Few were out, and none were his concern unless headed a way he needed. By the time he came to the larger hallway area, one group's conversation had caught his attention, as had the direction they were heading. He knew this side of the Institute fairly well, but the other side he had no map for and little experience in. The group may not have been heading where needed to get, but there was no better lead.
He kept his distance from the four and to the shadows.
The hallways passed as they always had, quickly and quietly, without much interest from the ninja. Few were out, and none were his concern unless headed a way he needed. By the time he came to the larger hallway area, one group's conversation had caught his attention, as had the direction they were heading. He knew this side of the Institute fairly well, but the other side he had no map for and little experience in. The group may not have been heading where needed to get, but there was no better lead.
He kept his distance from the four and to the shadows.
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