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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Comments

[thisisyourgod]

Good gobs of grubsauce was this kid something special. And by special he meant the sort that would generally surround the word in airquotes had he been describing him to someone else. That, or he was taking Karkat for a fool. He wouldn't put that past a lot of the patients here either. There was something genuinely and disturbingly earnest about the teen, however, which made believing him seem like the most appropriate choice.

Still. "A bodyguard? You?" That got Lee a raised brow and a meaningful glance at his wounded arm. One didn't normally offer oneself as a protector when already wounded. Not only would it just be putting them in more danger, but it also didn't speak very highly of their ability to actually perform the task. Not that he didn't seem to be in great physical shape otherwise, but that didn't necessarily mean he was automatically good bodyguard material.

Not that Karkat even needed a bodyguard, either. He was perfectly capable of taking care of himself!

[awokentospring]

"Of course!" Lee stood at attention, his chest expanding as he breathed in and offered an awkward, left-handed salute. "I am a shinobi; a mighty ninja of Konoha! I have been on many escort missions for my village. You will have nothing to fear!"

Lee understood he wasn't at the top of his game, and his chakra was hardly at an acceptable level, but he was hardly helpless. Even with his dominant arm in a sling, he was still a worth-while opponent. Facilier's roommate had gotten to know that first hand.

[thisisyourgod]

Ninja. Karkat did know what a ninja was. (Never mind how. Alternia was strange that way, even though it was supposed to have come first.) This guy hardly fit his mental image of a ninja, though. Then again, he wouldn't really have a dark mask or hood in this place, would he? They were all stuck in those silly smiley-face outfits. He'd never seen what a ninja looked like when they weren't dressed, well, as a ninja.

The uncertain expression he was giving Lee didn't change. "What makes you think I need someone watching my back, anyway? Are you saying I look like I can't defend myself?" It was being petty, he knew, but he felt like he should at least protest a little rather than immediately accepting the offer.

[awokentospring]

"Certainly not!" Lee grinned, knowing well one could never judge by an initial impression. If people did that, well, he would have a lot fewer friends back home. But underneath his sweet demeanor was hard-packed muscle and a thorough knowledge of how to kill using a variety of martial arts and weaponry. He just didn't like to flaunt that part about himself.

"I would never imagine another is not capable of protecting them self, but this place is not like our homes. We are robbed of a great deal of our power here." He crossed his good arm over his chest and gave a sharp nod. "Even my chakra has been quite depleted. But, I am not hopeless! It helps to have a group, however."

He smiled again, but his eyes took on a nostalgic glaze. "Even back home, we were expected to travel in teams. It was good bonding experience!"