Nightshift 60: F11-F20 Hallway

[fourstonewalls]

[Inside F16]

Now that Ilia had left, there was plenty of room to pace, and Lana took it. It would help keep her muscles loose, too. Ilia had been a help, but the most important point was getting the basics to Ema -- including the part about running away being the best thing to do if she couldn't help. She would hold onto that guilt; Lana knew her sister, and she could admit she would (and had) done the same herself.

But neither of them could let it freeze them up in the future. They had to try, that was the key to the whole thing. Two men were dead; one mourned, one not, and so were many others. This place ground through people, and Lana didn't intend to let their names be the next up.

[Ema and Renji]

Comments

[thesadist]

"I'm pretty sure that's where my last one came from as well," Daemon remarked, looking thoughtful. "It worked well enough the first time around. Might as well try it again." Even if he was rather handy with small blades. In this setting, he wasn't sure he wanted to get up close and personal with whatever he was stabbing, however.

"The janitor's closet is upstairs, yes?" he mused aloud, trying to remember. "Is that where the storage room is as well? Probably best to start there, I guess," he added, turning and moving down the hall, knowing Renji would be right with him.

[Going to here.]

[thesadist]

[Going to here.]