Night 64: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

[dualistic]

[From here.]

Still no one. Harvey imagined that before long these areas were going to be flooded with sick people who were going to follow that clue, so he was glad that he'd beaten them to the punch. It wasn't that he thought it was contagious anymore -- by this point, they would have known -- but he didn't need to be surrounded by a bunch of miserable, sniffling people, either.

Relieved that he'd dodged that bullet, at least so far, Harvey reached the end of the hall and took a right toward their regular meeting spot.

[To here.]

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[envy_the_sinners]

_{[from here]}

Getting into the more public hallways, Scar noticed one other man in the hall, but he didn't seem to be in such a rush. Perhaps he was healthy. Glad that he seemed to be out before the others made their moves, the Ishbalan rounded the corner into the main hallway.

_{[to here]}

[skeletonenigma]

[From here.]

If there was one thing Skulduggery missed, it was his revolver. The comforting feel of it in his hand was something that he'd grown far too used to over the years. But even in the world of sorcerers, guns were useful. There wasn't much that could stop a bullet unless you were planning on getting shot, and Skulduggery was nothing if not unpredictable. It was one of the qualities he prized himself on.

It was amazing how such an empty and quiet hallway could set his teeth on edge. Skulduggery was beginning to hope he'd run into someone, friend or foe, just to break the suspicious monotony. That probably wasn't healthy. Hopes like that were what led to hallucinations and madness.

[unpriest]

[From here]

Seishin absently noted he had been moved closer to the main hallway, but he guessed it didn't really matter as much. It would have been convenient had he set out with some sort of purpose like his roommate had, but that was clearly not the case. Wandering around aimlessly in such dangerous hallways quite possibly made him an easy prey, but the former priest was too shaken to truly care whether he inadvertently wandered into a a monster's awaiting claws or not.

[toxicspiderman]

[from here]

A party was an awful idea tonight. Too many contagions. Not that Landel couldn't whammy anyone he wanted. Whatever the sweet, possibly computerized, siren on the intercom said, this was his show. From opening act to drunken Beatles covers with half the words replaced by "fuck".

[to here]

[age_of_kings]

[from here!]

It wasn't terribly far to the other block of rooms, luckily. Tolten wasted little time in making his way up the halls, busy as far as this place went at this time of night. He felt charged and ready to act in ways he hadn't recently. Perhaps he was simply done being frightened and sad. And after that was the anger, which Sed had always told him to hold fast to and use.

Anger was a force. It lent strength and courage. Tolten wrapped it around him like armor and he longed for the sword he knew was waiting for him.

[oneman_onekill]

[from here]

Almost there...! Niikura was about as close to flat out running as he'd ever been. There weren't that many people in the halls, so he could probably run without crashing into anyone or having to pull up short all the time, but something held him back. He needed to save his energy, or something like that.

[to here]

[nobleman]

[From here.]

Still no Anise here as far as Guy could tell, so she was probably waiting closer to the main hall. He wasn't going to jump to any conclusions about her whereabouts until they got there. She was already sick, so he doubted the institute wanted anything else with her. Not that he could assume anything.

It probably wouldn't be long before they reached her, though, which meant that if Guy wanted to tell Claude about Okita, it had to be now. He slowed his pace slightly and glanced over his shoulder at his friend.

"There's something else I need to tell you," he admitted. "Today at dinner, instead of Okita, someone else showed up." Guy moved his head back around so that he was looking straight forward again, not sure he was ready to observe Claude's expression in response to that. "I asked the nurse, and she said he's been released."

He tried to keep his tone even as he delivered the information, but Guy knew he couldn't completely fool Claude. His friend had to know how much this was affecting him.

[hairraising]

[From here]

Rapunzel's hair flew and her heart pounded, but only because she was running as fast as she could down the halls. Even with her not being in any one place long enough to hear much, she caught the sounds of people coughing and being nauseous almost the whole way. All the more reason to get moving faster! Move! Go legs, go! she thought, flinging open doors as she went.

[To here]

[baniichan]

((From here.))

As eager as they were to get to the X-Ray room, Barnaby knew they couldn't afford to do anything careless, either. He still hadn't discounted the possibility that they were walking right into a trap, after all.

There wasn't any reason to tell Kotetsu to keep his guard up, though. The man was always on high alert to help others, almost to a fault. The damage fines said as much. Thankfully, no one here seemed to be keeping track of that kind of collateral damage, which meant he didn't have to worry so much about reeling in his partner at night.

His focused faltered for a moment when he remembered that, technically, they had both retired from the Hero business, but Barnaby promptly squelched that thought. Doubting his abilities right then wasn't going to do anyone any favors.

[ham_fisted]

[from here]

Gumshoe jogged faster when he heard the distant echoes of coughs between the sound of his heavy footsteps. Time wasn't on their side. If Dr. Landel got to the X-Ray Room before them, they might never find a cure!

[fallenbeanpole]

[from here]

Now this looked promising. This hallway actually was inhabited, and the Once-ler could hear the sound of activity at the far end of the hallway. Picking up the pace, he marched briskly to the next intersection, swinging left as he reached an even larger hall.

He was going to get answers.

[to here]

[forsworn]

[from here]

Now that they had gotten some momentum by actually leaving their starting point, it was time for introductions.

"Castiel, this is Rapunzel and--Flynn." Kratos caught himself just in time. Although he knew the man's true name, he'd noticed that Eugene preferred to use "Flynn" on the board, and presumably with other people who were not his golden girl. In fact, the only reason he knew about the name "Eugene" was because Rapunzel had let it slip while they were battling their way down the road last night; if they'd bothered to introduce themselves earlier, the story might have been otherwise.

Personally, he didn't see anything wrong with "Eugene", but the man deserved his privacy.

[idolism]

_{[from here]}

The route out the cellblock was clear for the most part, offering no interruptions. If there were drooling beasts around, previously prisoners or not, Aidou couldn’t locate them.

“Were you on the field trip?” he asked as they walked. For all that Sasuke assured he was simply sleeping during his absences, how long could one person remain unconscious for? The boy seemed to spend more time in his room than anything else, of late. “I had my eye out for you.”

[stellarregions]

[From Here, skipping M-A Block Hallway]

It looked like there were a decent number of people out this evening, as opposed to previous nights when he'd been greeted with virtually empty halls.

"Wonder if everyone's trying to get to the medical wing." It seemed like asking for a disaster akin to last nights, to him, but who was he to judge other people's decisions.

[knightspirit]

[from here]

Kyousuke tried to keep a close eye on his surroundings as he walked, and outwardly, it probably looked passable, but the truth was, it was taking most of his focus just to drag his exhausted limbs and control his breathing. This was ridiculous. He couldn't even remember the last time it was so hard just to walk.

The hall had some life in it, though, and unlike like their encounter from before, nobody seemed to really pay them much mind. They must have been like them. Kyousuke took this as a cue to feel safe; if something came, someone was bound to notice even if he didn't, and they could probably use numbers to their advantage. He leaned against the wall again, casually watching people talk or come and go like he was deliberating, but that wasn't quite the truth. They hadn't even walked that far, yet he needed a small moment to make it feel like his extremities were less on fire.

Was this going to happen every small distance they traveled? If so, they weren't going to get anywhere very quickly. This ... might not work.

[lovesthepain]

[From here]

An acute sense of frustration was starting to bubble underneath the steely calm composure Harpuia usually maintained. This was the first time he'd ever been so thoroughly and utterly... blind. No GPS to check, no access to a teleportation network, no way to simply download a map of the area, and nothing to go off but the narrow little beam of vision that the flashlight afforded. Trying to explore the place without any of the technology that had always been at his disposal was gratingly inefficient -- Harpuia never had been fond of situations where he didn't understand what was going on, and witnessing firsthand just how fragile these bodies were did nothing to make him comfortable with this. The sooner he found someone who could attend to X, the better.

Upon reaching the hallway, he gave another cursory sweep with his flashlight. To the left, the hallway seemed to go on for quite some ways. Further than the flashlight's beam could reach, anyway. To the right, the hallway seemed to end at a three-way stop; the outline of a staircase was just barely visible.

He supposed he couldn't necessarily bank on the assumption that they weren't underground, but he much preferred to think that wasn't the case; staying on the ground level would probably be the wisest course of action. They were much more likely to encounter either an exit or a map here; if this was the ground floor, then it was obviously where visitors entered. He could only guess what lurked at the other side of the hallway to the left, but it still struck him as appearing like a more likely choice.

...Still, he wasn't the one in charge here, he reminded himself. He looked over his shoulder to X. He would trust in his master's judgment; he'd overstepped his place enough already, and the last thing he wanted to do was further reinforce the idea that he didn't trust his leader to be competent.

"Left or right?"

[ryuuzaki]

[From here.]

Outside of his new room, out into the main corridor, and to the spot where he had arranged to meet the others... this was normalcy, as it went, for a night in the Institute. No one was waiting yet. He took the bat in his free hand and leaned it against the wall, then rested against the wall himself, idly sucking on the lollipop.

[Edgar and Nina, where are you?]

[kings_thief]

[From Here]

This, at least, was familiar. If they went right, there was nothing but stairs, if they went left then there was the Sun Room and whatever was past the Sun Room. He led them left.

[To Here]