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damned_institute2011-09-07 12:52 pm
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Night 58: M41-M50 Hallway
[M41]
For the first time that Byrne could remember in the four or five days he'd been here, the night began without any sort of dramatic fanfare. No mysterious intercom broadcast, no creepy static, no doctors coming in to drag him away again, no nothing. Just the usual unlocking of the doors and silence.
The staff were trying to find new ways to scare people, huh? Well it wasn't going to work for this patient. Try being scary all you want. Nothing could match last night's torture session, and he was past that now. See if he cared!
...So he thought to himself as he let out a huge sigh of relief. Oh thank god. Never had he been so thankful to know that night was here. Dinner had ended without anyone coming for him, and he could now be free to seek out the one man he trusted more than anyone else. It was a lucky break. What could go wrong now?
Byrne collected himself mentally, then searched his desk drawer out of habit for that damn flashlight that was never there. It appeared for everyone else, didn't it? They were just screwing with him now, he bet. No matter. He'd survive. The Yatagarasu didn't need flashlights! The light of truth and justice could shine in any sort of darkness...
After yet another inner pep talk, he nodded his head at his roommate and then made his way out to the hall.
Hang tight, Badd. I'll be there soon.
[Skipping ahead to here.]
For the first time that Byrne could remember in the four or five days he'd been here, the night began without any sort of dramatic fanfare. No mysterious intercom broadcast, no creepy static, no doctors coming in to drag him away again, no nothing. Just the usual unlocking of the doors and silence.
The staff were trying to find new ways to scare people, huh? Well it wasn't going to work for this patient. Try being scary all you want. Nothing could match last night's torture session, and he was past that now. See if he cared!
...So he thought to himself as he let out a huge sigh of relief. Oh thank god. Never had he been so thankful to know that night was here. Dinner had ended without anyone coming for him, and he could now be free to seek out the one man he trusted more than anyone else. It was a lucky break. What could go wrong now?
Byrne collected himself mentally, then searched his desk drawer out of habit for that damn flashlight that was never there. It appeared for everyone else, didn't it? They were just screwing with him now, he bet. No matter. He'd survive. The Yatagarasu didn't need flashlights! The light of truth and justice could shine in any sort of darkness...
After yet another inner pep talk, he nodded his head at his roommate and then made his way out to the hall.
Hang tight, Badd. I'll be there soon.
[Skipping ahead to here.]
M46
Goku had a hunch Kibitoshin was behind this door. It smelled like him the way nothing else did, as if he had rolled around on the door like an excited dog. So without another thought, the young boy barged in with a loud "Hey!" that no one acknowledged.
"Are?" Surprised, he took a few more steps inside, but there was no movement on either bed. Apparently they had other things to do, like eating! Or maybe they were hunting down some monsters? Yeah, monster hunting!! That sounded so exciting, and, truly, Goku was jealous. What if there weren't enough monsters to go around? He needed to get to them sooner rather than later! First, though, he needed to retrieve his grandpa's memento.
He looked inside the lock box that smelled most like his friend, but his treasured weapon was not there. The lid was closed and then quickly re-opened. Nope, nothing... Maybe if he--! Nope, still not there. Huh...
Tail twitching, the young boy waddled around the whole room, looking under beds, tables, chairs, but he found nothing. The only place left were the big wardrobes against the wall. The first one was empty of everything but clothes. The next one, though, held a nice surprise. When his big vacant eyes caught sight of the red pole, Goku shrieked with delight and grabbed for it.
It was perfectly intact and even had it's holster. This was such a perfect day! He had a chocolate bar melted on his hands, he had his nyoibo back, and best of all he had time to go beat up a monster with it.
"Here I come, monsters!" he cried liek a declaration of war and ran out of the room.