Night 72: Sun Room

[overlimit]

[from here]

Rita's luck had seen some improvement over the past few nights. After a long string of obstructions and disasters, she'd had some smooth progress. She just hoped that lucky streak was going to hold, and that nothing was going to interrupt her this time, either.

Not wanting to push her luck, she broke into a run soon after entering the room, making a beeline for the Library doors. She could trust that Taura wouldn't be far behind.

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[fullmetalheart]

Ed wouldn't be Ed if he weren't stubborn.

He saw Scar too late, turning his head to see who or what was moving when Scar's elbow connected, making him crumple.

[a_sin_for_him]

At least it had all gone quickly - assuming Edward didn't begin to stir and revive in a few moments. And Lust hadn't needed to move a muscle, Scar and the young man already engaged in the altercation had it well under control. What was that saying about small miracles?

And Edward would be fine in the morning - more or less. Perhaps a bit of a headache, but no worse for wear than that. The brainwashing would have faded.

She tried not to preen too much that her suggestion of sneaking into the Sun Room had been the right course of action.

[redcladidealist]

The moment the energy left Lloyd's sword, a wave of exhaustion hit him, hard, making the world tilt for a moment as he drew ragged breaths. Even so, it wasn't as bad as the last time he'd used that technique. This time, he didn't feel like he was about to topple over, and he might even be able to pull off another technique. Maybe. He didn't think he should press his luck unless he had no other choice.

Dragging in another breath, he turned and warily shined his flashlight toward the man who'd just appeared from the dark. Brown skin, graying hair, a scar on his face- "Scar?"

[envy_the_sinners]

"Yes." As soon as he was certain Edward was out, Scar hustled back to retrieve his sword. Upon a better look, it was indeed that Lloyd boy from earlier today. Strange and unnerving as his abilities were, Scar wasn't interested or distracted enough to ask about them. It must have had something to do with the 'mana' he had mentioned earlier.

"He'll be up soon," he said as a way of urging the group forward. Nasty as Edward's collision with the wall was, at least they could make it through easily. Scar glanced to Lust, lifting his light enough to see that she was still standing by the door.

What was that about small miracles?