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damned_institute2012-06-20 07:01 pm
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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.
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.
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As he turned into the large block hall he realized he actually didn't know where he should go. He hadn't really been paying too much attention to where the nurse had led him and he didn't know, exactly, where he was in relation to the hall where he and Tolten usually met up. He leaned against one of the walls, trying to recall the early maps he'd made after his very first night here.
It felt like so long ago, he knew he should have looked at the maps more closely before dashing out the door...but the intercom announcement made him antsy and a little paranoid, feelings he was already staring to have from dinner.
What if one of them did transform? When would it happen? Would there be any warning? If it was Tolten, Locke didn't think he'd be able to attack his friend. No, he couldn't. Not that he actually had anything to attack with. And if it was him? what if he hurt Tolten? He wouldn't blame the other man for killing him, a part of him hoped the king would know that he had to; that Locke would rather that then hurting someone....
No. No. He was trying to think of the map. There was no need to obsess over something he, clearly, couldn't control.
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Back straight and gate far more purposeful and militant than normal, Tolten strode into the next block. His sword was almost in reach. He held his flashlight beam steadily before him and while his stride didn't change when the beam fell upon his Locke -safe and human and oh thank his ancestor! - but his expression softened some.
"Locke!" he called out as he approached, beam held down so as not to blind the other man. He extended his other arm and gently tossed the pipe when he was practically right in front of his...well...whatever Locke was to him.
"Catch."
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He caught the pipe thrown to him and looked first at it and then back up to Tolten. "You're in a better mood tonight. What's up with this? Don't you need it?" He didn't mind Tolten's obvious confidence boost, in fact, he liked it. However, Locke hoped it didn't mean he thought he could get away without a weapon.
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Tolten's voice was hard and strong, something it rarely was. But his anger was fueling him and as long as he held to it he knew he could be strong. And gods knew that was needed tonight. And every night after. He couldn't afford to be weak anymore. He'd had plenty of time for self pity.
He met Locke's eyes, his blue ones bright and fierce.
"And then we're going to the Medical Wing."
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Locke stepped closer and brought his free hand up to the back of Tolten's head so he could pull him down just enough for him to meet with Locke's upturned lips. The kiss was only meant to be brief, but he tried to put as much affection in it as possible; firm but sweet. After a moment, he broke the kiss just so he could use them again. "Sounds like we've got a plan, then. Let's go have some fun."
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"I think this is the fun part," he teased. "But I'm very glad to see you, too. Come. Let's pick up my sword and make haste to the Medical Wing. It's the only clue we have!" He paused then, frowning. "Ah, do you know where the M40 rooms are? I can't say I've been in this block of cells before...."
And that would be easier than walking up and down hallways and hoping!
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He nodded towards the hall nearest to them. "My new room's M65, which is up that way. Assuming this is set up like the block you're in, then any number higher than 65 can be found in these few doors here and the next hallway." He gestured to the halls to their left. "And anything less is that direction." He took Tolten's hand with the one not holding the pipe and led him further down the hall. "If every hall has ten rooms, then the one you're looking for is...here." He stopped at the last hall in the block and pointed with the pipe. At least his head was clear enough for basic math and logic.
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