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] black-ageha.livejournal.com 2007-09-17 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hn..." Well, at least the urban ninja had one thing to his credit - he was fortunate enough to secure the trust and care of a young man like Kougaiji. Who, Kikyo had no doubt, deserved the loyalty that he seemed to command from his friends back home.

"He is quite well, fear not."

[identity profile] rabbitprince314.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"...that's good." What else was there to say? Kougaiji couldn't think of more than one thing, which would prove to be more difficult than the first one. But he'd say it, because he thought he owed at least that much to Kikyo.

"Thank you." The words were silent on his errant breath, transparent but real.

[identity profile] black-ageha.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Kikyo smiled softly, though it was too dark for anyone to see. It was true he would not have stirred a finger for John (or Jack, or whatever the man's name was) if it hadn't been for Kougaiji. Still, the boy owed him nothing. To Kikyo, it might have been an unspoken debt owed to someone else. A person he owed more than just a small debt.

"Rest, Kougaiji-kun. It shall soon be morning." He spoke like he actually believed the dawn would come. An odd state of mind, for the dead.