Nakatsukasa Tsubaki (
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Night 64: Main Hallway, 1-Center
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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.
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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.
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Scar picked up the pace. He didn't feel much like being surrounded by a massive rush of patients as he made his way to the medical wing. There didn't seem to be anything going on in the Sun Room, but there was a younger girl in the hall, as well. Scar frowned to himself. There was still something that bothered him about children being taken to this place.
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...And here was the Sun Room, doors as wide open as they were during the day, but revealing a room far less warm and inviting. Skulduggery came to a stop just outside and glanced in, but he couldn't see or feel anything strange in the darkness. The air currents from within drifting against his hand were perfectly normal, and felt like they had been for at least an hour - no one had passed through recently.
Yet, he elected not to go in just yet. Rita had said something guarded this place at night, and Skulduggery didn't really fancy the idea of picking a fight alone with... whatever that something was, not when his magic was so limited and his body so unwieldy. He was breathing heavily from a short walk, for God's sake. A walk. He would have given his lungs a stern lecture, if he could, as well as some advice on toning the noise down.
With no one else in the hallway yet, Skulduggery folded his arms and leaned against the wall next to the Sun Room doors to wait for Rita. He had plenty of thoughts to occupy his time, most of which seemed to have been thrust upon him within the last five minutes.
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Link continued to follow Sora into a much bigger hallway. There was definitely an eerie silence about these halls, a sense of foreboding. It made Link slightly tense, sharp eyes scanning every nook and cranny as they walked.
"Should there be more people coming out as well?" There was certainly no fear in his voice, despite knowing that monsters were known to roam the corridors. Link was fairly certain that he had fought worse. And even without his weapons, he could still fight.
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Soma finally stopped for a breather just before the Sun Room doors. From here it was a straight line to the medical wing, and she was fairly certain she'd seen a sign for the X-ray room when she and Kratos had last explored the wing. So that was all right then.
She leaned against the wall, half-closed her eyes, and willed her head to stop pounding.
[Once-ler!]
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The hall emptied out as they continued down it, which, as always, meant one of two things. Either they had beaten everyone else here, or they were running behind the other groups who were following the clue. In this case, Guy had a feeling it was the latter, since it had taken some time for them to meet up.
It should have felt nervewracking to know that he had two ticking time bombs following after him, but Guy wasn't scared. The threat of his friends turning into monsters didn't seem quite real yet, but even if they did, that was just another obstacle they had to deal with. He couldn't believe something like that would be permanent, after all.
Maybe he was fooling himself, but regardless, it was something that had to be addressed. "If either one of you starts feeling really weird," he told Anise and Claude as he looked back at them, "make sure you say something and we'll try to deal with it." Even if it meant tossing them into a random room and locking them in until they figured out something better. Landel had said at least one person would be changing tonight, so they had to be ready.
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Well, that had been awkward. Eugene kept sneaking looks at Rapunzel's dagger--really, her mother's dagger, and wondering how she'd managed to get her hands on it. She looked so out of place with it.
He followed Kratos out into the main hallway, watching warily for the 'monsters' that he'd been told to look out for. He would mind hefting a dagger himself.
Or a frying pan.
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As they kept walking, Barnaby's gaze shifted toward the Sun Room. The Entry Room was just across from it. He remembered passing through there the morning the nurses escorted everyone to the buses for the trip to Doyleton. Hopefully they wouldn't have a repeat of last night anytime soon.
Of course, there was a chance they were going to become the next transformation victims unless they did something to stop it. If they were lucky, there would be a clue waiting for them in the med wing. If they weren't, they'd have to deal with the consequences then, whatever they may be.
Barnaby just hoped there wouldn't be too many civilians caught in the potential crossfire. This place threw enough curve balls at him without having to deal with that.
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Lust didn't go too far beyond the good man she'd found in the hallway. She wasn't trying to get away from him, simply leave no doubt in his mind that arguing with her or attempting to convince her to stay away or go elsewhere was pointless. It wasn't safe for either of them to be alone, so why not travel together?
She slowed, glancing over her shoulder to see if he was coming as well.
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There really did seem to be a lot of people out tonight - almost as much bustle as during the day, though the nurses were absent. After last night, though, that was a blessing, Hakkai thought.
"You're probably right," he replied to Gren. "It may very well be a trap. Someone more daring can find out whether it is or not, I think." He wasn't sure he felt up to that challenge tonight.
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He moved in silence through the night, focused only on the simple fact of movement. There was no ring for quick transit, only feet and legs, and Albedo continued moving, continued his focus on his brother's location.
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Somewhere in the course of conversation, Kyousuke had managed to put aside how completely exhausted he was, so when he moved again, he put no particular thought into it. The problem was, the normal amount of effort wasn't nearly enough to support him right now, and he staggered forward, nearly falling, but able to right himself by placing a hand on the wall beside him. He forced himself to stand upright without any assistance and clenched his fists. ... It was hard to believe standing around like that had helped so little. At this point, maybe it was better he go rest somewhere, but though he knew he wasn't doing himself any favors, he wasn't ready to admit defeat quite yet.
He clicked his tongue, and then as if that hadn't happened, made himself continue forward with all of the control he could muster.
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As soon as she shut the door behind her, Tsubaki made a right and started running.
The second floor was on the same side of the building, but she didn’t think the risk of getting caught in a monster attack was worth tramping around in strange places. The cell blocks were at least safe, as well as familiar. The chances of running into an opponent were significantly less if she re-tread her steps.
Less but not impossible. With luck she wouldn’t find that out, though!
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Once they got to the main hall, Locke slowed a little. He didn't want to go tearing through here when they didn't know what they were looking for. Although, logically, it was probably past the Sun Room; Locke had never been over there himself and if it was supposed to be on this floor, then that was their best bet.
He gestured ahead of them with his pipe. "The other end of this hall, you think? Does that seem familiar at all?"
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