Hallway Outside Sun Room

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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.

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[secret-orchard.livejournal.com]

Armand tried to keep as close to Javert as possible without making it obvious. His fear--he assumed it was his own fear--made breathing harder. He tried to swallow, but the lump wouldn't go down.

He didn't want to get separated from them, even though the kitchen was one place he thought he could find in the dark.

[janus-006.livejournal.com]

The feeling Javert had gotten didn't escape Alec. In fact, he was finding it a little difficult to breathe, too, almost like being caught in the blast that had marred his face, almost like being crushed under the collapsed satellite cradle.

Crap. Something was going down around here, and, as he got closer to the Sun Room, the fear got even worse, almost to a hysterical intensity.

He fought to keep his voice level. "I want to just get out of here and to the kitchen. I think..." he swallowed; his throat had gone dry. "I think we should just sprint through the Sun Room into the cafeteria. We're all fine with that?"

[unmocked-lawr.livejournal.com]

"Probably not the best of ideas," murmured Javert, catching a glimpse of the activity within the Sun Room. Quite a lot of people were already inside, and it seemed as if all of them were being held off effortlessly by a white-haired man with a sword.

He glanced down at the aluminum bat in his hand. He rather doubted it would make much of a difference in there. Javert was hardly a coward, but he was intelligent enough to recognize when the odds weren't in his favor.

"Perhaps we should try looking elsewhere," he said after a moment.

[secret-orchard.livejournal.com]

There was barely enough room to glance over Javert and through the door. It looked like chaos in there. He backed off to the far side of the hall, trying to quell his panic, though breathing the treacle-like air didn't help much.

"I have no goals. If it's not safe there, I agree with you, Javert." Just to get away from the trouble. He wanted to learn as much as possible about this place. "Were there places you visited on other nights?"

[unmocked-lawr.livejournal.com]

Javert shook his head. "Not specifically. Trevelyan and I did explore a considerable amount of the second floor last night, though we didn't find much of value aside from strange medicines."

He frowned slightly and began to walk again, heading past the open door, teeth clenched. "Perhaps the hallways upstairs will be less dangerous."

[secret-orchard.livejournal.com]

Strange medicines? He wondered if any of them would be of use to his roommate. It felt cowardly to be turned back, but they had few weapons between them. If Trevelyan had anything beyond the large club Javert carried, Armand didn't know what it was. He followed his fellow Frenchman before the man had gone too far for comfort.

"I am inclined to think anywhere is better than here at the moment. I assume you know where the stairs are?"

[unmocked-lawr.livejournal.com]

"I do. They aren't too far from here."

Javert had never taken the stairs in question before, but he'd made it his business to memorize his maps by heart. It was something to do in his spare time.

He kept walking.

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