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damned_institute2013-05-06 02:32 pm
nobleman) wrote in damned_institute2013-05-06 02:32 pm
Entry tags:
- claude,
- edward elric,
- guy,
- lloyd,
- ryusei,
- skulduggery,
- zero
Night 70: M-B Block Hallway
[From here.]
Guy had to admit he felt kind of ridiculous, walking down the hallway the way he was outfitted right now.
His clothing was fine -- it was just his normal outfit from home -- but along with the sword that he had hanging from his hip, he had a pillow case full of food draped over his shoulder, which bumped against his back each time that he took a step. He'd shoved his radio in there too, since they might be cut off without it, along with the note he'd written Luke, and in his other hand was his flashlight.
It wasn't ideal, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to move with any kind of agility unless he dropped his supplies, but he'd cross that bridge when he came to it. Maybe Claude and Anise would show up a bit more prepared.
Speaking of Claude, Guy halted when he reached the middle of the hallway, prepared to wait for his friend like always. He remembered how Claude had mentioned that Lloyd had been taken from his room the night before, and wondered what information he'd have about that this time around, if any.
[For Claude.]
Guy had to admit he felt kind of ridiculous, walking down the hallway the way he was outfitted right now.
His clothing was fine -- it was just his normal outfit from home -- but along with the sword that he had hanging from his hip, he had a pillow case full of food draped over his shoulder, which bumped against his back each time that he took a step. He'd shoved his radio in there too, since they might be cut off without it, along with the note he'd written Luke, and in his other hand was his flashlight.
It wasn't ideal, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to move with any kind of agility unless he dropped his supplies, but he'd cross that bridge when he came to it. Maybe Claude and Anise would show up a bit more prepared.
Speaking of Claude, Guy halted when he reached the middle of the hallway, prepared to wait for his friend like always. He remembered how Claude had mentioned that Lloyd had been taken from his room the night before, and wondered what information he'd have about that this time around, if any.
[For Claude.]
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The hallway was, as always, different in the dark, but Ryusei was becoming as familiar with it as he was in the day. Nothing happened here that he knew of (by a metric of his own experience), and what with various people telling him to stay in his room and the comment made about the bedrooms in the night's announcement, it almost seemed as if the rooms were a designated area of some kind. Which contrarily made them the more dangerous for encouraging complacency, and he impulsively shone the light at his feet as he skirted around the other people in the hall.
Nothing reaching for his ankles. Maybe it only happened when he was with other people. Maybe she needed a reflective surface.
He sped up his pace.
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