Night 61: Cafeteria

[thesadist]

[Coming from here.]

Daemon slipped in ahead of Renji, his gaze sweeping the deep shadows for any sign of movement, happy to leave the Sunroom behind. The darkness here was oppressive, but he'd been prepared for that. The bites on his legs were annoying but easy to ignore and with his Shield in place, he didn't mind taking the lead for a bit. He'd be able to take more damage than Renji with the Black surrounding him.

"It's in through the kitchen, right?" he asked the redhead, not entirely certain how to get to their destination. The voice over the Radio had him moving with renewed anticipation, however. And he was secretly relieved that Harrington - or whatever his name was - had gotten away safely.

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[norainu]

Renji was relieved the blond guy didn't follow them. He'd been a little worried about that.

He paused in the cafeteria, listening for the skitter of rodent feet, but there was nothing. "Crazy, lying, or stupid," he muttered to himself. Then he looked at Daemon. "In the cold room thing. The fridge? Yeah, I think that's what they're called."

He headed over to the kitchen door, opening it with the simple expedient of giving it a good slam with his shoulder.

[To here]

[seekingmystrength]

[from here]

The side door flew open and crashed back just as quickly with Kurogane moving inside from the Courtyard. Ducking off to the side, he sighed hard and pressed his back against the wall, finally taking a moment to rest from his run. There had been no more shots fired after he'd gotten to the Courtyard, and unless one suddenly came firing through the doors, he could assume his dealings with the machine were at an end.

Keeping an eye out and ever on his guard, Kurogane knelt long enough to assess the damage that he'd taken to his leg. The fabric of his pants had been seared off along with a layer of his skin, leaving the area raw and blistered. He'd taken worse injuries before, but he knew this kind of injury would have the pain lingering. He could leave it as was, but his leg would become more of a nuisance if he continued without at least wrapping it.

And of course he'd just given up his cloak.

Sighing out a swear, he got back to his feet and kept moving, remembering that there were more rooms than just the freezer in the next room. If he had the time, he could maybe find something.

[vinesofregret]

[From here]

His flashlight showed nothing. No movement at all, and no sounds save from Gren and whatever was happening in the Sun Room. Hakkai wasn't sure if this was good, or if he should be very, very worried.