Nightshift 25: Discplinary Therapy Room Hallways

[norainu]

[from here]

Renji stopped himself from simply stumbling into the hallway by grabbing the door frame. There were nine people behind him, poised for attack and rescue. But it would be stupid to run in blindly.

He pulled the knife out from the back of his pants, holding it ready in his hand, then raised the flashlight to start illuminating the hall. He moved cautiously in. The others would follow.

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[screwthegods]

Tenpou-gensui had been famous for his fake smiles, and the trait had passed down to his future incarnation. Homura hadn't always paid attention to Hakkai, but he'd watched enough to think he learned the difference between the lie and what was genuine.

On Artemis's face, and through his smile, came lies. It took Homura a moment, but he remembered that Artemis had been one of the faces he saw in Ed's room for the brief time he was there. Was that the cause, then? No matter if it was. Homura was still getting what he wanted, and even if the boy had been more honest about his reluctance, the demi-god would have simply taken the bottle by force.

He had earned it, after all.

Homura listened carefully to the brief instructions as he took his bottle, glad that such a minimal amount would work. He would have to make the blood last, at least until he could get a supply of his own.

Releasing the creature, Homura stood, bottle firmly in hand. He hated not knowing how much longer the night would go on, and looked to the door where both Adel and Larsa had disappeared. "I wonder how they are doing in there."

Waiting got boring rather quickly, after all.

[judgemagister.livejournal.com]

Noah took the bottle from the boy, laying it on the floor so he could use both hands to wring the rag. It seemed helpful enough - the bottled filled quickly from the damp rag. When the job was finished, he handed it back to Artemis, watching as he worked with the other containers.

When the work was finished, the judge picked his spear from the floor and took the bottle with his other hand, moving it in front of his eyes as he listened to the properties of the blood. "Thank you," he said, as Artemis had finished his explanation. It would certainly come in handy later on.

As Homura spoke up again, Noah kept silent, still studying the liquid. If he was careful with it, he could make it last more than a few injuries. It was almost as comforting to have as a Megalixir, or the like. Perhaps if he could find another bottle, he could split the precious liquid with his charge. He turned to Artemis, ignoring Homura's impatience. "May I inquire where you found the containers?"

[byname-bynature.livejournal.com]

Artemis blinked as he took the container from the polite man. The boy had expected him to keep the bottle for himself, but if he was intent to give it back...

"I found the containers in what appears to be a Pharmacy," Artemis explained, pointing at the wall in the direction of the mentioned room. He paused in thought for a moment. Either the polite man was accusing Artemis of abandoning the battlefield for the bottles, or he wanted to know where he could find more. Which meant he was going to share the blood with someone. After all, who would want to carry around two bottles when one sufficed?

"And," Artemis began, looking as nonchalant as possible. He held up the bottle Noah had filled. "I don't know why you gave this to me. You mopped up the blood and put it in here, after all." He held out the bottle to the man. "Give it to whoever you think needs it."

Whoops. Slipped.

He coughed and continued, "Ed and the other boy ran into the correct room, so I don't know what could possibly be taking them so long. Unless..." Artemis' voice trailed off. There were a lot of things that could have gone wrong. For all he knew, Larsa and Ed could have been caught by surprise. Adelheid could be dead or worse, attacking them. "I think we should go check on them. It shouldn't take this long to lift one person off a table."