ext_220239 ([identity profile] forgot-it-all.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2011-03-10 05:53 am (UTC)

When he saw there was nothing in this hallway to indicate danger, Ritsuka let some of the tension in his shoulders relax. Not all, because he knew that things tended to drop down from above or some screaming down the hallway like they just materialized out of thin air, but some. There were several doors on the right and Ritsuka had to think hard on which one it was. The first had been unlocked and if he recalled, nothing much to look at. There was one door open though and the handle was broken so maybe...?

Albedo leaned toward him and Ritsuka turned his head in his friend's direction. The worry was evident on his face and Ritsuka lowered his hand, shaking his head. "I'm okay. Don't worry."

He was used to more pain than this and it wasn't the loss of hearing or the lingering ache in his bones that was causing him trouble. It was the smell of Peter's burn and how it clung to the air now. Ritsuka wasn't sure if the others could even sense it anymore, but he couldn't get it out of his head. Peter was looking at him now and he realized that he needed to make a decision about what door it was as the older man asked him for further directions.

"....That one, I think," he said, pointing to the already opened door. If not that one then the one next to it. He remembered that it was around this area at the very least and that open door seemed the most likely. Moving forward, Ritsuka approached it and peeked inside.

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