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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[notahangedman.livejournal.com]

"Well, I do have suggestion in that case," Seishirou said smilingly, gesturing down the hallway the direction he had came from. "Everyone is out from their rooms during night. We could walk down the hall, take the first one to right and find an empty room from the first block. Shouldn't be too hard."

If Seishirou was aware of the aura of danger in the sun room and slightly beyond, he didn't make a show of it. He glanced at the group of people gathering by the other wall and guided Xelloss further away from them.

"Or any space behind a door and I can make sure it's perfectly private."

[enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com]

As Seishirou gestured to their old rooms, he certainly had a point, but nonetheless Xelloss tilted his head slightly at that plan. "I had also rather hoped to see a little more of the grounds this evening."

Feeling a bit bemused by the guiding, although Lina sometimes chose much less dignified ways of carrying him along including dragging him in a headlock, Xelloss wondered if the older human were seriously flirting with him. Mildly entertaining, if so, but Xelloss didn't have any wish to waste more time this evening. Although seeing how he planned to make any space behind a door private might be interesting to see. "We could try outside. Last night, the area overviewing the field here was rather quiet, although the field itself was not." The shadow of the building might serve as privacy, at least.

[notahangedman.livejournal.com]

Chuckling, Seishirou paused as they were outside a hearing range from the group, and gave Xelloss another smile, more of the sharp variety this time. Flirting was something how he passed his time, sometimes there was interest behind it, sometimes not.

"Sure, sounds like a plan. Although, I think the intercom mentioned something about the field as well and I'd go as far as assuming we'll run into something alike the sun room there." While he was not afraid of running into more trouble, it could stall their plans yet again. "How about the other side, around the greenhouse?" Which was actually something he had planned to do for a while now, visit the greenhouse for variety of reasons.

[enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com]

"A greenhouse? That sounds fine," Xelloss answered generously. "But I'm afraid I'm still too new here to know the way. Please, lead on!"

Whatever was on the field, if anything, was nothing like the thing in the Sun Room. This was the source of that overwhelming air, Xelloss thought, and whatever else the place might hold in store tonight, it couldn't match the creature in the Sun Room for sheer magical, or at least non-corporeal, influence.

Which did not mean it could not still be quite dangerous to in his current form. A well-placed knife not spotted in time might eliminate this body... or a sword wielded by someone who really ought not need a sword to fight.

[notahangedman.livejournal.com]

"Of course," Seishirou answered politely, and then turned to head towards the other end of the hallway. "This way."

Sun room and its inhabitant didn't bother him much. Even in his weakened state he found it quite impossible to feel fear of any sort, and power this level didn't strike him as threat just yet. Half of the facility wasn't blown away, earth didn't open to swallow people as whole, none of that, not even a small earthquake, just a spell or two. And one of them Seishirou had taken in without losing important parts of his body, like an eye for example. If that was not enough, there was the fact that he was a walking dead man, by death he had chosen himself. There was nothing to regret if death would claim him again. He had bargained with his life and got what he wanted, this was an extension, which wouldn't last forever. But until it did, he was prone to make it worth his while.

"You said you are a priest," he said conversationally while walking towards the greenhouse. "Does your religion have a god to worship?"

[enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com]

Xelloss followed, politely considering his companion. The question was an appropriate and expected one, of course, and Xelloss had several possible answers lined up in case it were asked at any time during his more covert work, from the most obvious and enjoyably irritating ("That's a secret") to complicated back histories that were a complete fabrication. For this particular situation, he answered instead honestly, though clouding the answer with vagueness. "Why, yes, there is an array of deific figures. Although I am more dedicated to the service of some than to others, they are all quite impressive. So, do you believe in anything, Seishirou?" His tone was polite, but he was actually genuinely curious what the other man would answer, and if it would be a mere brush-off of the question.

[notahangedman.livejournal.com]

Seishirou walked in silence for a while. Considering the question and what Xelloss had told him. Even if it would be a lie, the answer gave him some information, which he proceeded to file up accordingly.

"Believing," he started when they came to the end of the hallway, "never was the issue." There was no malice in his voice, just a hint of smile for matters that didn't much matter anymore, memories perhaps.

He let the spot of his flashlight sweep over the dark hallway connecting to the one they had been walking in, and observed the calm silence. Seemed perfectly private to him.

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