http://broken-exorcist.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] broken-exorcist.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-08-24 10:25 am

Hallway Outside Sun Room

[[from here]]

The feeling was strong.  There was something out there.  And as he neared the Sun Room, it was even stronger.  It felt like an Akuma, but he couldn't be sure, not in this place.  As much as he didn't want to wait around here, he had to meet Emily.  He couldn't help thinking that they should have picked a safer place.  He'd never been very good at planning things though.  He just had to take things as they came, one at a time. 

He leaned against the wall with a sigh and settled in to wait, moving his flashlight up and down the hall just to be sure nothing was coming after him.

[identity profile] reanalyze.livejournal.com 2007-08-25 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Then we'll proceed," Citan responded. He had never been one to treat his companions as children, and for the night, Miku was his companion. "Ah, a moment." he reached down and unstrapped the scalpel from his thigh, holding it out to her.

"It isn't much, but it can do damage if wielded with force. I don't have any need of it, so please take it."

He didn't know what was beyond that door, but he felt certain it could hardly be worse than anything he'd faced back on Ignis. He was the Guardian Angel of Solaris, he had watched over The Contact, he had led the assault on Shevat, he had faced the mutants and wels of the surface bare-handed...

No, he had no fear of what was beyond those doors.

[identity profile] rope-victim.livejournal.com 2007-08-25 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, thank you, Doc." Miku wrapped her slim, white fingers around the base of the scalpel and examined it. Sharp and bright under the light of her flashlight, she likened it to one of her knives in her kitchen at home. Of course, those weren't meant for butchering, and the only blood to ever stain her fingers thus far was that from an animal, already prepackaged.

The idea of drawing living blood was... a little frightening, and a bit upsetting. With a soft sigh she looked up at the group before the door and started walking with Citan.

[identity profile] reanalyze.livejournal.com 2007-08-25 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome. Let's be quiet and make haste, lest the others stop us for questioning." Citan pulled his long hair back over his shoulders and moved close to the wall. It would be best to simply slip passed them and into the room, and then deal with whatever was in there.

Citan wasn't a fool, he knew there was something with a powerful ether force beyond that wall. But he'd yet to encounter a man, monster or machine he couldn't best. Save for Yui, of course.

Keeping close to the wall and moving silently, Citan slipped into the Sun Room and held the door a moment for Miuk....

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[identity profile] rope-victim.livejournal.com 2007-08-25 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Miku slipped behind them, following Citan's lead, the achy heaviness in the back of her brain going off-off-off-off like an alarm.

Still, it couldn't be helped. They had to go inside.

[[following Citan~!!]]