Night 68: M1-M10 Hallway

[armoredsoul]

[In M1]

The second intercom message had startled Alphonse, and the chilling change to the doctor's voice threw him off more (though if he were honest he had expected something of the sort). He didn't waste much time, grabbing the 'magic torch' Link had told him about and searching around the rest of his side of the room.

A keyring in the desk and what he could only assume were batteries for the flashlight were the only really useful things he found. Still, it was better than nothing, and after he switched the slippers for shoes he slipped out of his room. Setting down the hallway at a trot, he turned down toward the entrance to the block.

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[knightspirit]

Once again, dinner ended up a quiet affair. Kyousuke had eaten a bit, but didn't bother taking his time with it or pausing for conversation, instead rolling into the bed for a quick nap before night came. Keeping himself shut in was out of the question in this situation, but as it was, he needed to devote as much energy to letting himself heal as he could. There was nothing to be gained from constantly pushing himself and prolonging his injuries, even if it was sometimes hard not to. He never did quite fall asleep, but this would have to do, for now. Better than missing his meeting completely.

He listened to the announcement in silence, eyes narrowing as he did so. It sounded like they'd probably be able to reach their destination, which he still had mixed feelings about; he sincerely doubted there would be anything there to look forward to. But, if it had to be done, he'd rather get it over with properly this time, and put this whole mess behind him. The rest, however, was cause for concern. "Friends," huh. Kyousuke couldn't be sure what the man meant by that, but it was certain it couldn't be anything good. He just hoped that, battered as he was, he wouldn't have to find out. ... He probably didn't stand a chance if it came down holding his own like this.

Not feeling up to laying around much longer, Kyousuke collected his flashlight and the flower he'd picked earlier, and opted to wait out in the hall. The flower, he wasn't sure he'd be needing, but it was probably better to keep it with him as much as possible, in case he ran into anyone who needed it.

[ chillin' for Kratos ]

[forsworn]

[from here; sup bro]

He'd ended up flicking his light on, but only with the intention of checking the room numbers. Even that task ended up being superfluous, in the end: he found Tsurugi waiting in the hall just outside his door.

"Good evening," Kratos said with a slight tilt of his head as he walked up to the boy. His light caught a flash of yellow in Tsurugi's hand; he glanced down and raised an eyebrow first at the revealed flower and then at Tsurugi himself.

"Just in case?" Landel had said something about "friends of his", and while that didn't necessarily patients-turned-monsters, it was best to assume anything to be possible.

[knightspirit]

Unlike the previous night, Kyousuke didn't have long to wait before his companion for the night arrived. Maybe because he remembered what happened more vividly than he cared for, the first thing he really saw was more the cut down Kratos' face than the actual person. He considered asking how it was doing, but he didn't know how welcome that would be, so he decided that it was probably best not to say anything, and simply returned the man's greeting with a nod.

"... Something like that," he responded, looking at the tiny flower in his hand. "Until everyone's cured, you never know where this might come in handy." Which was true, but in a sense, carrying it was also just a product of wishful thinking. ... If he could end up helping someone somehow, in whatever way, it would put his mind more at ease. As it was, there were too many failures to contend for.

But nevermind that. "Should we get going?" he asked, more a courtesy than a real question. Normally he might have, but this wasn't a situation where felt entirely comfortable assuming the lead.

[forsworn]

"Mm." It was true that it might come in handy - funny, the idea that a little flower would help them against a monster. He didn't know how the procedure worked, but assumed that Tsurugi knew what he was doing; he looked like the sort of person who didn't carry things around unless he knew how to use them properly.

"Let's," Kratos said with a nod as he turned around.

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