firewhichrefines: (srsbizniz talking; matter-of-fact)
firewhichrefines ([personal profile] firewhichrefines) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2013-02-13 12:56 am
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Night 68: The Basement: Grand Ballroom

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It was, by now, impossible not to be grateful that the vampire's impatience overrode his decorum. Sasuke gritted his teeth through the nausea and had his hand on the heavy knob before it was fully faded, turning his attention instead to Aidou beside him: "You checked on Aigis first? How was she?"

The question came not so much from real concern as necessary curiosity as to what Landel's latest pet project had turned into, if patients were frantically rooting for the cure in the Greenhouse during daytime hours. If it was really that easily found, surely the majority of the population would be cured sooner rather than later, before the threatening scent that Aidou seemed to catch off of them came to fruition.
idolism: (let me inform you of the world)

[personal profile] idolism 2013-02-14 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
If there was one good thing to be said about these frequent (and annoyingly repetitive) trips to the basement, it was that they grew smoother and smoother each time. Perhaps not their ignominious means of travel--the ring still didn't sit quite right with him, and Aidou doubted it ever would--but all the same, Landel's "gift" did its job by depositing them right where they wanted to be.

The noble took a moment to straighten his clothing before he replied, stepping up beside Sasuke to give the ornate doors a look. "I saw her during the day, but I headed straight for our meeting point tonight. I can't see how her condition would start to worsen now that the game seems to be coming to a close. We'll just have to wait and see if the flower does what people claim it to."

More waiting games. Aidou could happily do without them for the next century or two.