nobleman: (i can't find the words to say.)
Guy Cecil ([personal profile] nobleman) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2012-06-20 07:01 pm

Night 64: M-B Block Hallway

[From here.]

As the first one to make it out into this hall (which wasn't surprising these days), Guy found it hard not to just jet over to Claude's room. But in the end, he knew that there wouldn't be much to say until they met up with Anise and she explained herself, so for now he was going to have to try and be patient.

The medical wing wasn't an area he had explored very thoroughly, so he hoped that they would be able to find the room that Landel had named. He doubted that Anise and Claude had any better idea of how things were laid out there, either, seeing how they usually spent their nights with him.

Still, the three of them could do just about anything if they put their minds to it. That was one thing he believed with little to no doubt. It was how he was able to push himself to leave his room each night, and he wasn't going to stop working until they found a cure for Anise. This was no different from Tear or Luke falling sick. They would make it right somehow.

He was getting ahead of himself, though, and so he let out a breath and tried to calm down, keeping an eye on Claude's hallway. He was going to have to deliver the news about Okita before anything else, after all, and he couldn't say he was looking forward to that.
earthling: (nobody knows)

[personal profile] earthling 2012-06-22 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
When Guy got down to business and asked him how he was feeling, Claude wondered if his friend had picked up on his symptoms on his own, or if the question was just a precaution in light of what was happening in the institute.

His pace slowed once he drew close to Guy. "I'm, um..." Trailing off a moment, he wondered how he ought to approach the issue. Claude hated having to say anything at all, but he couldn't keep lying to himself that everything was okay.

"To be honest, I haven't felt well lately," he finally admitted as he averted his gaze. "At first I thought it was just a fluke, or at least unrelated to what everyone's been talking about. That's why I didn't say anything before now."

Looking the other man in the eye again, his mouth curved into a worried frown. It was better to just rip the band-aid off when it came down to it, wasn't it?

"Guy, I think I'm sick with what's been going around."
earthling: (Quiet concern)

[personal profile] earthling 2012-06-23 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I was afraid of that," Claude sighed with a grimace. It was bad enough knowing he was sick for obvious reasons, but it also meant he might be hindered in his efforts to help Anise. Of course, it was possible she'd feel the same way about him. For now, all they could do was their best by working together and looking out for one another.

Were they both in danger of transforming like those nurses? He hoped not. The thought made his skin crawl, even if he knew they needed to prepare for anything at this point.

Thankfully, Guy was there to keep him focused on what to do next. "R-right," he said with a nod. Without another word, he began leading the way onto the next hall.

((To here.))