Nakatsukasa Tsubaki (
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damned_institute2012-06-20 10:09 pm
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Night 64: Main Hallway, 1-Center
[from here]
She paused again by the Sun Room, probing the darkness. There were no flashlights around to break up the shadows, and no natural light to guide her eyes. After all her many nights moving around the building without her own flashlight she’d become more than adept at navigating in total darkness, but caution still pricked at the fine hairs on the nape of her neck every time she reached an area that was not heavily populated with foot traffic.
If Landel had half a mind to prevent them from reaching the secret in the Medical Wing, now would be the time for him to act. Tsubaki couldn’t trust that he hadn’t heard I.R.I.S.’ relay, if the intercom’s abrupt cut-off had been any indication.
As she passed the doors leading to the entryway, she once again felt her eyes wandering toward them. Would what had happened there happen again? To someone she knew next time?
Would someone be injured because of the transformed prisoner?
Keep going, the assassin in her said. No time for doubts.
[to here]
She paused again by the Sun Room, probing the darkness. There were no flashlights around to break up the shadows, and no natural light to guide her eyes. After all her many nights moving around the building without her own flashlight she’d become more than adept at navigating in total darkness, but caution still pricked at the fine hairs on the nape of her neck every time she reached an area that was not heavily populated with foot traffic.
If Landel had half a mind to prevent them from reaching the secret in the Medical Wing, now would be the time for him to act. Tsubaki couldn’t trust that he hadn’t heard I.R.I.S.’ relay, if the intercom’s abrupt cut-off had been any indication.
As she passed the doors leading to the entryway, she once again felt her eyes wandering toward them. Would what had happened there happen again? To someone she knew next time?
Would someone be injured because of the transformed prisoner?
Keep going, the assassin in her said. No time for doubts.
[to here]
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“You two haven’t been there before, right? The Medical Wing, I mean.” This was an easier topic to talk about, and one that was probably useful to bring up. “I went there once, but I don’t know where the X-Ray room is.” At the time, she didn't imagine any rooms besides storage ever being useful to herself or her friends. But at least she knew where the room wasn't, which was a start.
Not a good start, but still.
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If they were lucky, though, they wouldn't have to face that ordeal for awhile yet.
Thankfully, Anise's next question served as a good distraction. "I haven't been there before, no," he answered as they continued walking. "The rooms might be labeled, though."
With that thought, they entered the next portion of the hallway.
((To here.))