Night 70: F11-F20 Hallway

[rebonding]

One more night. Korra was thankful that she could finally get moving to doing something useful again. When she and Tsubaki were through with their nightly chat, she set off into the hallways.

Korra didn't really have a set goal in mind. She just knew that she wanted to do something. Maybe she'd get lucky and run into someone who had a better idea of what was going on, or someone else that she knew. Guy and Luke seemed to be pretty cool guys, even if Luke could be a bit annoying.

Or maybe he was just more similar to Korra than she was willing to admit.

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[gald_digger]

Night came, and surprisingly… there were no surprises. So far, anyway. Anise had been a little on edge that evening, expecting that the Head Doctor might do something to interfere with her plans, but it looked like everything was going just as she needed it to, for once.

Except for finding Luke. Despite looking all over town and asking around, there didn’t seem to be any sign of him. There was a chance that Guy ran into him, but… maybe it would be worthwhile to stop by his room, just to be sure. Anise was planning to visit another room in the same hallway, anyway. It’d only take a minute.

With no roommate to chat with, Anise had spent the dinner shift preparing her belongings. She changed into her Fon Master Guardian uniform and slipped her new tool belt on. It didn’t match the cute colors of her uniform, but that was a sacrifice she was going to have to make. Her mallet went into the holster meant for hammers, and in the other pouches, she placed her miniature flashlight, binoculars, some granola bars, and the radio-like thing a woman in town had given her. Who knew? Maybe it’d turn out to be useful.

Her remaining food supplies went into a cloth shopping bag, along with some useful-looking medicine and first aid supplies. It was a little cumbersome to carry, and she knew there was a chance she’d have to ditch it if she was in danger. But there was also a chance that those goods would come in handy, especially if this turned into a long journey.

Finally, she retrieved the pillowcase stuffed with metal objects that had been sitting untouched for several weeks. Her first order of business for the night was delivering it to Alphonse.

Anise paused in the doorway, looking back into her room for several long seconds to confirm that she was okay with what she’d decided to take. After all, if this went well… maybe she was never coming back.

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[thecamellia]

Tsubaki was half-expecting Landel to make some mention of the toy radios in his nightly announcement, but he didn't say anything conclusive. An unusual nook or cranny sounded like a place, not a thing--which then begged the question, what kind of area was he talking about, exactly?

Getting reliable information from the Head Doctor was a pipe dream at best, but Tsubaki still wished she knew what he meant. As for the rest, well... she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of showing him whether he was right or not.

They would find their own answers, eventually.

After thinking the choice over, Tsubaki settled for taking her radio with her, and once she had secured that within one of the hidden folds in her ninja uniform, she set off on her path behind Korra.

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[mirrorimage]

Night came, as it always had. Nina got ready, as she always did. She was careful to gather her radio, her flashlight, and her gun, as she always did. (With the gun in her possession now, she left her baseball bat behind. Carrying them both was too cumbersome, not to mention unnecessary.)

She moved with a slightly resigned determination that had become characteristic of her now. She didn't know what to expect. They were steadily making progress now, at least.

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[fourstonewalls]

They'd made it home safely, though Ilia had gotten herself tucked in and fallen soundly asleep before Lana had even made it back to the room. Company for dinner would have been nice, but at least they'd made it back to the Institute. Even if there were something to find in the town, unarmed and ill-dressed was not how Lana wanted to conduct a search.

As soon as the doors unlocked, Lana wished Ilia a whispered goodnight, switched on her flashlight, and went out.

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