Night 66: M-B Block Hallway

[nobleman]

[From here.]

By now, Guy had become so used to waiting for Claude out here that he had a spot picked out on the wall where he always leaned. But he couldn't do so very casually these days. Some of his anxiety had been quelled now that he knew Lloyd would be able to take action if Claude started to change, but he still dreaded what it would mean if Claude didn't make his way out here in the next few minutes.

At this point, Guy didn't know what they were doing with their night. They'd tossed around the idea of looking by the river for some sort of plant that could help with the healing process, but Guy didn't know if either of his friends were up for such a long journey.

He would leave it up to their judgment, but none of that would matter if they didn't show up. While Claude was the more immediate concern since he was just down the hall, Guy realized that if Anise changed, he didn't have any back-up plan for her. She might just tear through the halls trying to hurt people, and he wouldn't even know.

He let out a sigh and shifted his weight. This waiting was enough to shave a few years off his life, but he tried to stay calm.

[Waiting for Claude.]

Comments

[earthling]

As much as he felt uneasy about deciding what to do only once they met up, Claude figured they didn't have much choice. At the very least, he knew he was going to dig his heels in if anyone suggested putting him or Anise under the knife. That just sounded like a recipe for disaster, and, as far as he was concerned, a last resort.

"Yeah," he said with a nod. Then, his expression grew a little sheepish. "Um, do you know where we're supposed to meet them?"

If he hoped to get any productive done, Claude knew he needed to be more on top of things, illness or no. He hoped Guy wouldn't think poorly of him.

[nobleman]

"I assume it would be the usual spot," Guy said with a shrug. He certainly hadn't worked out any other plan with Anise or Luke, so he was going to assume that was the case. He didn't blame Claude for not working it out himself, since chances were he had enough on his plate with his illness. Guy didn't mind taking charge in this situation, though he was glad to have Luke as a support, too.

"We'd better hurry," Guy said as he moved them toward the exit. He didn't want to walk so quickly that Claude would have a hard time keeping up, but he didn't want to dawdle either.

[To here.]