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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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"The only thing to remember here is that no one is looking out for you but yourself," Ritsuka said as they entered the next hall. "People forget here. They don't mean to, but they do."
It was easy to be forgotten when everyone who knew you left. It was just as easy to be left behind and be turned into unintentional monster bait. The patients fought tooth and nail and those who didn't seemed to be in the extreme minority. Even the spandexed heroes had wanted to kill the thing that had attacked Ritsuka. There was no place for pacifism here, even if he clung to it still.
"...I guess that's harsh to say." His own feelings about what the radio had said and what had happened recently were mixing him up. He hated that. "Just, be careful. People come and go here so quickly, it's hard to rely on anyone."
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He followed alongside Ritsuka and eventually began taking the course Rose had led them on the night before. They were going to the same place, after all, so as far as he knew this was the best way to go.
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