NIGHT 64: MEDICAL WING HALL

[envy_the_sinners]

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Looking around, Scar wasn't quite sure what to expect upon this returning visit to the medical wing. It was silent, for now. Scar shined his light around each corner as he moved silently through the room, ready for something to jump out at him at any moment. He wasn't sure of what to expect, but he held his scalpel at the ready with his free hand. It was feeble protection at best, but Scar was a sitting duck without his alchemic arm.

He still wasn't sure if he would actually want it back, though.

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Wild Tiger, thankfully, wasn't listening anymore. When he barged through the man without any defense, blood began pounding in his ears as something akin to surprise and delight fueled his adrenaline, and that was good because he was going to need it real quick.

The former Hero was counting down the seconds before his powers diminished, but before that happened he had to find this damned X-Ray Room. They had risked everything for it tonight and he would be damned if they fell just a few feet short. That and neither of them had their flashlights any longer; the only thing illuminating this hallway and its signs was him. But he wasn't the only one walking them.

While he sprinted through the corridors, frantically looking for any signs for X-Ray behind sweat-soaked hair that would just not stay out of his eyes, the sight of something dangerous left him stopping mid-lunge. He tried to remain inconspicuous, but he couldn't control his rapid breathing or the sound of his pounding heart. Keep moving, just keep moving, he whispered, though whether it was for him or the monster he couldn't be sure.

Luck was on Tiger's side as it eventually drifted into another room and he was flying down the next hallway before the door could even close. Finally, blessedly, the room he needed was the last one on the left. Just as he reached it, his powers died and Barnaby became a real weight in his strong arms, leaving some of his cuts to beging tearing anew from the burden. It didn't matter, he told himself, the pain didn't matter. He was here! They made it at the cost of Barnaby's health.

He tried to budge it open with his shoulder, but it wouldn't give. "What the hell?" It was a door! They were supposed to open when you pushed! Ugh, all this way and he was thwarted by a door! "Come on, ya stupid--!" Bringing up on of his legs, he aimed for the area around the door knob and kicked the door in with all his might.

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