ninelivesonce: (standing in the hallway)
ninelivesonce ([personal profile] ninelivesonce) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2013-07-06 03:52 pm

Night 71: Main Hallway, 1-Center

[from here]

The main corridor was dark, and no sounds came from the sun room, even when Taura pressed an ear to the doors. That didn't mean much, but it gave her something to do while she waited. Then she switched to jogging back and forth along the length of it. Staying in one place had proved more dangerous than making a visible target of herself; she didn't like waiting.

[Rita]
thecamellia: (water color girl)

[personal profile] thecamellia 2013-07-17 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Tsubaki didn't second guess the consensus once everybody had come to an agreement. If they would have her along, she'd go and try to help accomplish this one thing, where she knew she could at least be useful on some small level.

There was just one more thing she felt like she needed to do... "I'm sorry for interrupting you and Sora-san so suddenly," she said to the quieter of the two boys from her position behind them. She took the idea of "support" literally and fell back where she could watch the rear. "Later we can properly meet, but I'm Tsubaki as you know."

Once voices started to filter down from the intercom system, she froze, however. She cocked her ear to the sound.

"Huh...?"

They weren't voices she recognized, and when the intercom clicked off she looked at the two to gauge what they were thinking. She assumed they were rebels, and that they were obviously up to something. "They're in his obvious?" she thought out loud before Sora's musings drew her gaze to his radio. "They sounded like they were moving something heavy. Strange, those noises... like scraping dirt?"
knightspirit: (it's the best we can do for him.)

[personal profile] knightspirit 2013-07-18 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
"It's fine," Kyousuke shrugged, content to fall to the middle of the group for now. "I"m Tsurugi Kyousuke. Nice to meet you." That was as far as he went with introductions; as Tsubaki said, they could do them properly some other time, when there weren't other things they should be focusing on.

His eyes narrowed at the familiar sound of static cracking through the intercom system, but the voices that came out weren't the ones anyone was expecting. It was hard to say if the broadcast was intentional or not; they seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, but at the same, that timing seeming a little too convenient. It didn't matter, though—it got the message across either way.

"Black lung..." the boy repeated. "It sounds like they're in a mine." Was there something like that around here? He'd never heard of anything like that, but he hadn't bothered learning much about the surrounding area. "But it sounds like it doesn't concern us." If they wanted to get to the third floor, chasing after more radios would be counterproductive.
lighthearted: gesture, smile, down (curious)

[personal profile] lighthearted 2013-07-18 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
So that was what black lung meant? Sora had never heard anything about it before, but between Tsurugi's guess and the noises they'd heard, a mine seemed pretty likely. "I think I've heard of there being a mine somewhere around here! It's probably near the quarry, but I've never been there before."

Tsurugi was right, though. It didn't really have any bearing on what they were doing. Sora already had a radio, and so did Tsurugi, which meant that there wouldn't be much point in going on a search for that mine, even if he did have a basic idea of what direction it was in.

"We should keep moving, though, yeah. Hopefully someone else goes looking for what they left!" They'd reached the mid point of the hall by now, which meant that the Sun Room was waiting for them. Sora knew that there was a good chance they'd run into resistance there, and so he did what he could to prepare himself. If only he could draw his Keyblade out like he'd been able to in Farwell...

That wasn't possible, though, and so Sora stepped into the room with just his flashlight in hand.

[To here.]