Night 67: Main Hallway, 1-West

[ofthemotions]

[from here --and waiting for Ryusei!]

There still wasn't a lot of people in the halls, and it was starting to make him nervous. Maybe he should try to find someone to hang out with tonight. Snow and Celty had insisted on how Mikado shouldn't be alone at night--it wouldn't hurt to take their advice. But it would be strange to just go up to someone and ask to walk around with them.

...Wouldn't it?

He made a face, and paused in the hall, looking around. He was more aware of the bandages covering his eye in the dim, and even wearing his own clothes didn't negate that uncomfortability. He was suddenly starting to think he should have just stayed inside.

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[redcladidealist]

Inoue's appearance distracted Lloyd for a moment. He'd long since lost track of how much time he'd spent waiting for Kratos, and now suddenly three people he knew showed up almost all at once. Unlike the others, though, Inoue's arrival got a brief smile from Lloyd. He was pretty sure he could count Ishida as a friend, and Karkat was weird, but okay (if you ignored some of the words he used and the possibility that he might not be entirely sane), but Inoue he genuinely liked. She was friendly and easy to talk to. He lifted a hand to greet her, with a short "Hey, Inoue," before his eyes went back to the oldest boy in the group.

His brows furrowed in irritation. "Damn it, why didn't he tell me if he knew he was going to be late?"

[thisisyourgod]

And there was the girl again.

Holy wicked all mother of fuck but she's built to fall straight onto them flesh mounds.

This thought, once again in Gamzee's voice, has Karkat going slightly red in the face, looking anywhere but in Orihime's direction. The sound of his moirail's laughter soon followed this, and he began to wonder if it was too soon for him to start losing his mind in this place.

"So what are we going to do? Just wait for this other guy to show up? Let's make a party of this thing. Why not." Perhaps their group would continue to grow each night until half of the institute was traveling around as one. That wouldn't draw any attention or anything.

[repelling]

Ah, there-- focused as he already was on tracing her spirit pressure, Uryuu sensed when she began to move. He did not, however, continue to look toward that hallway, lest he appear too expectant, or as if he had been waiting for long. Only when her flashlight beam passed over them, backed by her footsteps, did he shift his attention. The light threatened the acclimation of his eyes to the dark, but he noted her hair, his fingers itching for a comb, or at the least to pat it down without.

Obviously he resisted, instead shaking his head at her apology. "Not at all," he said, a soft smile transient, distinct for a heartbeat. "I took a bit to get going, myself."

Then Irving-san spoke, and he blinked, a little surprised as well. Kratos-san may not have expected to take too long, but long enough that he might have arrived later than Uryuu. Even if he had not initially planned his detour, he clearly knew by the end of the day, so why not alert Irving-san -- clearly not the type to look at notes not directed at him. Without having a satisfactory answer, he left the question as rhetorical and focused on Vantas-kun's more practical query.

"It doesn't make sense for me to wait," he said. "My business is unrelated to his plans for us, whatever they are. You're free to wait," Uryuu nodded at Vantas-kun and Irving-san, "unless you're curious, or want to help."

Normally, he would have preferred to do it alone. However, they were waiting anyway, and more eyes scanning for the information he wanted couldn't hurt. That is, if he quashed his near-certainty that they would surely miss something, and he'd have to look at everything himself, anyway.

Either way, they could decide. With a glance at Inoue-san, he turned to walk toward the center of the hallway, and the entrance room. If he kept moving, focused on a task, he could better convince himself he felt fine.

[ let's mosey ]