his_legacy: (rushing forward)
Link ([personal profile] his_legacy) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2012-08-12 01:47 pm

NIGHT 65: WEST WING, SOUTH HALL 1-A

[From here]

No time was wasted in this short stretch of hallway. Link had run across all of Hyrule Field. This hospital was quite small in comparison.

Praying that he wouldn't come across anything to slow him down, Link turned into the main hallways.

[To here]
timedork: (pic#1582716)

[personal profile] timedork 2012-08-29 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Even more reason to stick together," the Doctor said, with an understanding smile. The boy was already this hurt—he didn't want to think what might happen if something else (be it monster or changed patient) came across him while he was in this state. "Unless, of course, you'd rather wait the night out in your room... You should be safe there."

He'd never heard of people being attacked in their rooms—up until now, at least. Come to think of it, had the boy's attacker been his roommate? And for that matter, what had happened to those whose roommates were the ones to change? The thought of what might have occurred broke his hearts, but... —There was nothing he could do about it right now. It was best to keep forging ahead, to put a stop to everything before even more people were hurt.

"—Well, more safe than wandering the halls," he amended. "I won't force you to come if you don't want to."
knightspirit: (it's the best we can do for him.)

[personal profile] knightspirit 2012-08-29 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
His room, huh... He probably would be better off there. But in the end, Kyousule thrived on doing things. Tearing himself away from trying to do something about Sora was hard enough; hiding away while others were still putting themselves on the line was just unfathomable. Hurt or otherwise, he wasn't that pathetic. And to be honest, he was grateful the man would have him at all despite how useless he was right now, or that he wasn't insisting that he needed to rest. ... Not that he was about to mention as much.

"Let's get going, then," he assented instead, starting off on his own. He didn't know the way to medical wing, but he at least knew he was headed the right way, since the other direction led to the hospital's grounds.

[to derp.]