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damned_institute2011-05-29 02:26 pm
freewill) wrote in damned_institute2011-05-29 02:26 pm
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Night 56: Main Hallway, 1-West
[From here.]
He had reached the meeting point in less than a few minutes and there was still not another patient to be seen. Castiel paused, standing near the wall as he moved his flashlight up and down the corridor. There was nothing, not the sound of a shadow slipping through the dark; not the whisper of something less than human.
The only sound was the static that periodically came from his radio. He couldn't seem to get it to let up, and he wondered if it was reacting to him or if he'd been given a faulty one.
He would have preferred the former option, but he had been knocked down too many notches when it came to the loss of his abilities, his divinity, the very things that made him him.
Castiel let out a breath that had been caught in his chest and then lowered his flashlight. He wondered how long this whole process would take, but he supposed that all depended on how well he did as a student. He fashioned himself a fast learner, but he had never been able to grasp things like popular culture.
He imagined he would do a bit better with lockpicking, though. Leaning himself against the wall, Castiel stood there quietly, waiting for Orihara to show himself.
[For Izaya.]
He had reached the meeting point in less than a few minutes and there was still not another patient to be seen. Castiel paused, standing near the wall as he moved his flashlight up and down the corridor. There was nothing, not the sound of a shadow slipping through the dark; not the whisper of something less than human.
The only sound was the static that periodically came from his radio. He couldn't seem to get it to let up, and he wondered if it was reacting to him or if he'd been given a faulty one.
He would have preferred the former option, but he had been knocked down too many notches when it came to the loss of his abilities, his divinity, the very things that made him him.
Castiel let out a breath that had been caught in his chest and then lowered his flashlight. He wondered how long this whole process would take, but he supposed that all depended on how well he did as a student. He fashioned himself a fast learner, but he had never been able to grasp things like popular culture.
He imagined he would do a bit better with lockpicking, though. Leaning himself against the wall, Castiel stood there quietly, waiting for Orihara to show himself.
[For Izaya.]
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Not that he was going to turn down the offer, given the chance. Sure, he could still use the spare batteries, but another flashlight would be an easy way to get around the problem until then, and he could always give it back to Edward later too.
...which only left trying to stash his own failing light and then take Edward's, which was a lot harder than it sounded, since he only had one hand working properly. Eventually Wally managed to get the flashlight in his sling, taking a moment to scratch at it again (seriously, he hoped that meant it was healing up fast, otherwise it was just plain annoying), before accepting Edward's offered one.
"You are?" he asked, pleased at the prospect of some company. "Then sure! I mean, hopefully we won't run into that thing staking out the sun room last night, but I'm sort of thinking that's a one-off thing. If we're lucky. Wanna get going then?"
He waited just long enough to make sure Edward agreed, and then Wally led the way into the next hallway.
[to here (http://damned.livejournal.com/1109536.html?thread=78119456#t78119456)]