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damned_institute2011-07-16 02:12 am
inherited) wrote in damned_institute2011-07-16 02:12 am
Entry tags:
- albedo,
- badd,
- castiel,
- claire littleton,
- claire stanfield,
- donna,
- gant,
- guybrush,
- ippo,
- izaya,
- jessica drew,
- kairi,
- kratos,
- meekins,
- riku,
- rose (tvd),
- sechs,
- sonia,
- sora,
- terra branford,
- the scarecrow,
- utena,
- venom,
- yomi,
- zack,
- zero,
- zex
Night 57: Main Hallway, 1-East
[from here]
As far as Riku knew—which wasn't a reliable piece of information in the least—this was approaching new territory for him. It was the first time he tempted fate by going somewhere without one of his friends since he first woke up in this place. If it wasn't Sora or Kairi that was there with him, it was Naminé; to some degree, each one had been there for him on the various nights that passed. Before, it hadn't been a guarantee for success; maybe part of the concern was that there were too many feelings involved. When he worked before, cloaked with the blindfold that hid his worries and fears, he was weighed down by the need to do something for his friends, if not their actual presences.
It was a thought that he needed to stall immediately. That was agreeing with the Shadow, after all. Then again, that Shadow wouldn't have expected him to have gained one still unknown comrade for the night. His impression of this guy wasn't fully made up yet, but it was getting there fast. Even if he had a gun and he was young—which, for anyone else, might actually make them stall, but Riku had been promised heroic adventures at the age of five by a stranger with brown hair—he still had a head on his shoulder and an obviously distinct way of being.
Riku realized that as they grew closer to where this med wing was that if he was getting here with Sora or Kairi, he wouldn't be trying out the drugs for a change in his experience. Neither of them would let him, and his own guilt would be overridden by his sense to accomplish something. But they weren't here tonight. He had no way of knowing if they were even still in Landel's. Any plans he could make were based off maybes, so he had to focus on now.
He slowed considerably to glance down toward Albedo. The guy still had a question to answer, and it seemed wise to get that out of the way before they had these drugs in their systems.
As far as Riku knew—which wasn't a reliable piece of information in the least—this was approaching new territory for him. It was the first time he tempted fate by going somewhere without one of his friends since he first woke up in this place. If it wasn't Sora or Kairi that was there with him, it was Naminé; to some degree, each one had been there for him on the various nights that passed. Before, it hadn't been a guarantee for success; maybe part of the concern was that there were too many feelings involved. When he worked before, cloaked with the blindfold that hid his worries and fears, he was weighed down by the need to do something for his friends, if not their actual presences.
It was a thought that he needed to stall immediately. That was agreeing with the Shadow, after all. Then again, that Shadow wouldn't have expected him to have gained one still unknown comrade for the night. His impression of this guy wasn't fully made up yet, but it was getting there fast. Even if he had a gun and he was young—which, for anyone else, might actually make them stall, but Riku had been promised heroic adventures at the age of five by a stranger with brown hair—he still had a head on his shoulder and an obviously distinct way of being.
Riku realized that as they grew closer to where this med wing was that if he was getting here with Sora or Kairi, he wouldn't be trying out the drugs for a change in his experience. Neither of them would let him, and his own guilt would be overridden by his sense to accomplish something. But they weren't here tonight. He had no way of knowing if they were even still in Landel's. Any plans he could make were based off maybes, so he had to focus on now.
He slowed considerably to glance down toward Albedo. The guy still had a question to answer, and it seemed wise to get that out of the way before they had these drugs in their systems.
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At his question, she glanced up at him and took a moment to think. "I don't know. I haven't decided yet. It would be handy to have a weapon in this place. The voice said we could choose either that or a pin. I'm not sure what good the pins are. Do you?"
The drugs themselves were another matter entirely. What would taking them even do to her? Medicine wasn't something Rose had ever really had to worry about and she doubted that whatever the masterminds here had laid out would have the same effect on her as it would on humans. Or any effect, for that matter. Of course, that could be her being optimistic. The drugs could also do much worse things to her than a normal human, she supposed.
Was it worth a weapon? There was no way to guess without trying, she supposed.
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He wasn't too surprised that she was curious about the pins. They didn't seem to stand for much other than shiny emblems for those hats, but there was probably more to it than that. "From what I've picked up, I guess they're supposed to earn you privileges," he said as he continued down the hall, keeping track of the different halls and doors that he came across. Nothing obviously screamed medical wing at him yet, but...
"I don't know to what extent that is, though. If you can fight but don't have a weapon yet, I'd say go for that." In fact, he hadn't decided which prize he wanted himself just yet, but he'd cross that bridge when he got to it.
As the hall ended a large door on the left-hand side stood out, mainly because it was marked as being the place they were looking for. "Well, that wasn't so hard," he remarked to himself with a smile. "Are you ready?" But before Rose had a chance to answer, the SOLDIER pushed the door open further and stepped inside.
[To here (http://damned.livejournal.com/1138711.html?thread=78914583#t78914583).]