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damned_institute2011-09-08 04:50 am
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Night 58: Main Hallway, 1-Center
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Turning the corner, Vino found that, in fact, he was very much early, it seemed. Huh. There was no one yet in this central hallway, though if he looked back towards the west side of the building, that strange person with the unnatural-looking white hair had gone down that end of the big hallway. He could still see the whiteness of their hair standing out from the darkness of the atmosphere around them.
He spent a few moments watching this person, then lost interest, instead finding the nearest wall to lean against to wait for the other person to show. Healing powers! He'd be able to see them in action, right? Vino wondered what it was like, having an injury healed with the kind of abilities that this kid had. Would it be like Czeslaw's 'healing,' he wondered? That would definitely be interesting to see, wouldn't it? Watching your own injury just mend itself like that. Like magic!
But while this ability certainly could be a useful one to have, Vino hadn't decided yet whether this would be an ability he'd want in his arsenal. Felt a bit like cheating, didn't it? What would be the point in challenging yourself to do things if there was no thrill in it? (Most people would call this the 'thrill of danger,' but Vino didn't believe in such a thing for himself.)
If you could always heal yourself from any injury, then how could you tell the difference between being alive and... not? There'd be no difference then, that's what!
A pause in his thoughts as Vino checks around again to see if he can spot any familiar head of spiky hair. Nope, no one fitting the description yet. He settles in to wait.
Turning the corner, Vino found that, in fact, he was very much early, it seemed. Huh. There was no one yet in this central hallway, though if he looked back towards the west side of the building, that strange person with the unnatural-looking white hair had gone down that end of the big hallway. He could still see the whiteness of their hair standing out from the darkness of the atmosphere around them.
He spent a few moments watching this person, then lost interest, instead finding the nearest wall to lean against to wait for the other person to show. Healing powers! He'd be able to see them in action, right? Vino wondered what it was like, having an injury healed with the kind of abilities that this kid had. Would it be like Czeslaw's 'healing,' he wondered? That would definitely be interesting to see, wouldn't it? Watching your own injury just mend itself like that. Like magic!
But while this ability certainly could be a useful one to have, Vino hadn't decided yet whether this would be an ability he'd want in his arsenal. Felt a bit like cheating, didn't it? What would be the point in challenging yourself to do things if there was no thrill in it? (Most people would call this the 'thrill of danger,' but Vino didn't believe in such a thing for himself.)
If you could always heal yourself from any injury, then how could you tell the difference between being alive and... not? There'd be no difference then, that's what!
A pause in his thoughts as Vino checks around again to see if he can spot any familiar head of spiky hair. Nope, no one fitting the description yet. He settles in to wait.
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The hallway was fairly peaceful. Aside from snippets of conversation, Tear found the area to be quiet. Not entirely secure, of course, but less traffic was an aspect she could appreciate. It was easier to spot danger, for one. For another and relating to the first, it made dividing her attention much simpler.
"Which exit?" she asked, glancing momentarily at Renamon and Utena. They could go through one of many; it was really a matter of which they preferred.
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"Out through the greenhouse yard's probably easiest," Utena suggested. Renamon seemed to agree, which was good; they could get moving all the faster if everyone was all on the same page.
Utena took the lead, hurrying them past the (shiver) Medical Wing entrance and into the hall that would take them outside.
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