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Night 58: West Wing, South Hall 1-A
((From here.))
As he stealthily moved through the hall, Spock noted that it was quiet and dark. He didn't detect other patients, nor any hostile lifeforms. Perhaps the rest of the way leading to Dr. McCoy's quarters was in a similar state.
Regardless, it was best to move as quickly as possible. The early portions of the shift tended to be the quietest, which meant Spock needed to take advantage of the still hallways while he could. He hadn't forgotten about the military's cryptic message, or the unusual silence toward the end of their meal period. It was possible something would interrupt their plans later, which made time of the essence. If they were caught in the middle of a meld, the results could be disastrous.
Walking at a brisk pace, Spock allowed his light to illuminate his immediate path and continued ahead.
((To here.))
As he stealthily moved through the hall, Spock noted that it was quiet and dark. He didn't detect other patients, nor any hostile lifeforms. Perhaps the rest of the way leading to Dr. McCoy's quarters was in a similar state.
Regardless, it was best to move as quickly as possible. The early portions of the shift tended to be the quietest, which meant Spock needed to take advantage of the still hallways while he could. He hadn't forgotten about the military's cryptic message, or the unusual silence toward the end of their meal period. It was possible something would interrupt their plans later, which made time of the essence. If they were caught in the middle of a meld, the results could be disastrous.
Walking at a brisk pace, Spock allowed his light to illuminate his immediate path and continued ahead.
((To here.))
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"She sounds pretty cool," Niikura commented as they turned the corner into the next hall. They were almost there, just a few more minutes away; hopefully, Mike hadn't been waiting too long. And if he wasn't there...okay, then they'd go hunt him down. Standing around was out of the question. Tonight he'd get stuff done!
"My own roommate's kinda...eh. He's alright. Think he's Western too - name like 'Edward'" - he mangled it in his English - "sounds Western, right? Nothin' particularly interestin' about him 'cept he doesn't like to eat for whatever reason. Can't say I really blame him, given the stuff they're makin' us force down."
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It was hard to keep her eyes off his face when the darkness was so deep around them. She noticed his scrutiny of the halls as they continued to walk on their way towards his room. Protective as always. He still insisted this was a dangerous place, but Shiina wasn't so sure. As Akumetsu, it was probably required that he always remain a little paranoid.