Nightshift 26: F-Block Hallway

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Shining the flashlight around the corner, Rukia didn't see any other patients around, which was fine with her at the moment. She wanted to get to Colonel Mustang quickly, and hopefully Renji wouldn't take too long to meet her...

Jogging along quietly, she continued on.

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Several minutes passed, with Utena unwilling to break the embrace; at that moment, despite the dank air, despite the confinement, despite the thousands of pieces of empirical evidence screaming the truth of her insanity... she felt like she was home. Not like the Academy, of course; a true home, somewhere real and solid, where a person could truly belong.

But... she wasn't home. She was confined, restrained mentally beyond all physical measures, and that had to end. They'd fought too hard to escape the first prison, to be content in this one. "Himemiya," she said at length, drawing her head slowly back, "let's go. Once more, to the outside world."

[iamyourflower.livejournal.com]

She felt energized by Utena's support; by her enthustic confidence. But she didn't want to be foolhearty. This place felt difficult; more physically straining, more foreign.

"You know a way?" She asked, knowing better than to expect an easy way out.

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"I...," she started, without thinking the question through; when she did, though, the conclusion she came to was not a friendly one. "No," she conceded. But... well, to hell with that! They would find a way, or they would MAKE a way; the perfect prison hadn't held them, so how could this monstrosity? "There has to be a way, though; after all, we somehow arrived here. There has to be a way... there has to be a way out! We just have to find it!" Had anyone else asked her, earlier that day, they would have received an answer far more grim; however, seeing Anthy, knowing that she was alright... that was fuel enough for her enthusiasm.

[iamyourflower.livejournal.com]

That dampened her hopes a bit. But it was a matter of course that they wouldn't know how to make it out right away. It could be years of living in limbo before they matured. Hopefully not the same as last time, but still, she hardly knew a thing about this place. She needed to understand more; to stop hiding behing intentional naiivete and denial.

"There's a lot I don't know..." She said, touching a knuckle to her lower lip, "Let's sit down and talk first. My room is right here." She smiled, taking Utena's hand and pulling gently.

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