NIGHT 66: North of the Institute

[his_legacy]

[From here]

Link could hardly see the ground as he hit it with a small splash, collapsing himself into a roll to break his fall. This ground was uneven compared to the courtyard and playing field. It was like landing in a grassier version of Death Mountain.

By now, the rain had soaked through to his skin. He was shivering.

The Hylian boy tried and failed to take in his surroundings. The darkness was just as bad out here. If not worse. The air smelled heavy, as if there was a dense fog settled around them. He took a glance to the east, where Sora had told him the river supposedly lay, before looking back up the wall to wait for Sechs.

This was not going to be an easy trek.

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[sixth_attack]

The former battle android watched Link descend into the darkness from his perch on top of the wall. If he was back in his Fizziroy body, he would have easily jumped down and landed without a problem. Heck, he would have jumped right over the damn wall! But instead he was in a sick and achy organic body, one that could break far too easily and he couldn't afford any more injuries so soon!

Carefully, Sechs grabbed for another patch of vines growing on the other side of the wall and lowered himself down. This reverse way of climbing proved to be easier than going up and Sechs managed to lower himself halfway down before jumping to the ground. The landing still bothered his one leg that got bitten the other night, but it could have been worse if he jumped straight down from the top.

Now on the same level as Link and out of the range of a potential Special Counseling guard, Sechs turned his flashlight back on and surveyed the area. The field around them appeared just as wet, cold and bleak as it was behind the wall. At least there wasn't any sign of danger so far. Now which way to that forest...?

As though to answer his question, there was another spark of lightening that illuminated the forested horizon towards the east. "That way..." With that said, Sechs unhitched his axe and began the muddy trek through the wet grass.

[To here.]

[nobleman]

[From here.]

Guy landed hard, though the wet ground gave him a softer fall than he usually would have had to deal with. The rain was still pelting down on him, causing his clothes to stick to his skin and forcing him to shiver every few seconds from the cold, but he did his best to ignore it.

He spotted the beam of his flashlight cutting through the darkness and moved over to grab for it, relieved to find his sword nearby. Both items were now coated in mud, but Guy had known the second they'd stepped outside that they wouldn't be getting through the night without getting pretty dirty.

At least they'd be more or less clean by morning.

He stepped away from the wall and turned to watch the others make their way down. Hopefully everyone would be careful -- they didn't need to deal with a sprained ankle on top of everything else.

[longlivetheking]

[From here]

Scar started his descend a little clumsily, but eventually the former lion managed to reach a height that should not pose much of a problem to jump down from. After all, he didn't know how well a human body would perform in such areas, and it would be rather inconvenient if he broke anything.

Still, his landing was anything but graceful and the wet, uneven ground was most certainly not helping; he slipped, and he could only let out a surprised yelp before he collided with the muddy, wet ground beneath him in what might have been the most undignified position he had ever found himself in.

An annoyed growl escaped his throat. Yes, tonight was turning out to be quite lovely indeed, wasn't it? That infuriating rain... This had grown from an annoyance to outright humiliation. Surely, the head doctor must be doing this on purpose, somehow. That idiot probably controlled the weather or something, which did not seem as ridiculous when one would consider that man's obvious sadism.

Scraping together what little dignity he had, as dirty and soaked as he was, Scar climbed to his feet and began collecting the portable light and the steel pipe with a sulking expression.