NIGHT 64: M-A BLOCK HALLWAY

[envy_the_sinners]

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Scar made his way through the halls, knowing for once exactly where he was going. He fiddled with the scalpel between his fingers as he walked at a brisk pace, knowing full well that the tiny knife would hardly do him any good. But it was better than nothing, should he come across anything along his way.


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After the bathroom fiasco...

[maverickhunterx]

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X's hand was smarting, but he still followed Harpuia back into the hallway. He could walk easier now, thankfully (perhaps he was getting used to his new movement?), though his eyes still rebelled against him; everything was just nondescript shapes.

Were human eyes really this weak?

He shook the thoughts out and touched his hands along the wall. Easy...easy does it...if he kept his hand on the wall, then surely he'd be in a safer position than if he just walked in the center of the hallway.

He squinted his eyes and stared forward.

...Was that...?

"Harpuia," X stopped to turn to his companion. "I think I see something like a door over there. Let's go through it and see where it goes."

It was better than sticking around here, that was for sure.

[lovesthepain]

Harpuia turned the flashlight in the direction that X had indicated. He'd decided it was better to keep the light on; though he still had his doubts that they really were human, it was difficult to deny that their optics alone were too weak to navigate this place quickly and efficiently. Important though energy conservation may have been, he was in no mood to waste time on stumbling his way through the dark, hoping his sensors would kick in.

Sure enough, X had guessed correctly. The light rested on a door, presumably leading deeper into this... whatever this place was. It wasn't like they had the luxury of selectiveness, anyway; as far as Harpuia could tell, the only other options were to head back to the washroom or continue to wander the dormitory hallways that they'd first emerged from. No other choice but onward, then.

Harpuia spared a look over at X, double-checking that the hand on the wall was merely due to the poor lighting conditions and not a sign that his injury was worse than it appeared. Deciding that X was still doing okay, Harpuia nodded silently, keeping the flashlight trained forward as they moved further into the Institute.

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