Night 65: M51-M60 Hallway

[purgatio]

Five. An interesting number to add to an interesting situation, and wasn't it interesting, wasn't it quaint, that it matched another number given? There was no humor for the thought; Albedo had intent and purpose, and there was no time for idle chatter-- Well, perhaps there was, but currently, he had to make sure a certain brother of his stayed inside his room tonight, and for that, he would--

The holster went around his waist, the hunting knives on either side of his hips. The two shotguns possessed, now cleaned and reloaded from dinner, were strapped loosely to his back over the military jacket with the top sheet from his bed. It wouldn't hold under heavy movement, but it allowed them to be grasped and pulled out quickly if necessary. Extra rounds were taken from the cardboard box and pocketed into the jacket. He viewed the rest of his weaponry with a detailed eye, and finally shrugged. This was enough to down a monster dressed in humanity's skin--or the reverse, if they had already turned.

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M52

[ippo]

Ippo didn't want to be left all alone in the dark by himself. Not that he could ask his roommate to stay with him! That was just rude and, even more, Aidou would simply laugh at him and then leave. He didn't want that, so what was left for him to do? The longer he stayed in here, the more likely someone or something was going to come in and take him again. The institute was terrifying at night, but at least it kept him safe from torture, even if that then opened him up to the possibility of being beaten to death or eaten.

Augh, none of this was making him feel better!! All this was doing was making him paralyzed with fear on his bed. Sobbing, Ippo put his head between his knees and took deep breaths to find his courage that had fled so far into him he needed a flashlight and a crowbar to coax it out.

Gradually, the boxer unfurled himself from his makeshift cocoon and shuffled despondently toward his lockbox where his brass knuckles were. They seemed a very gaudy item, but it was as least some protection in case... In case... Ippo didn't even want to think about it! Grabbing his flashlight as well, Ippo breathed deep and slowly walked to the door and pulled it open.

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