Nightshift 62: Main Hallway, 1-West

[ninelivesonce]

[from here]

Taura took up station midway between the two halls leading back into the dormitories. Alone with her thoughts; the hall was quiet. Too quiet. Dead quiet, a little voice hissed in the back of her mind.

This was no time to be getting superstitious. It was unavoidable, really, in a profession with so much risk involved in daily operations, that those who survived found things to credit. Beyond their own skill, because they'd all seen better men/women/herms when their luck ran out, and skill only improved your odds.

Her luck was holding, tonight. Was Rita and Goku's?

[Rita and Goku]

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[avengingfists]

At least she was managing to keep it together. Seishin's silence may have helped. He hadn't asked how she was, and she wasn't going to say for fear of breaking down again. Dammit. She had really hoped her buzz would last longer than this.

His acceptance of her offer drew a thin smile to her lips. Glancing around, she quickly located the stairwell she wanted and headed that way, expecting him to follow.

[to here]