Aidou Hanabusa (
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Nightshift 26: First Floor Stairwell Beside Waiting Room 1
[from here]
Aidou paused for the second time that night, listening half-heartedly to the radio announcement. The volume was painfully low, so that it didn't attract any unwanted attention. None of it interested him, even as the riddles came easily enough. None of it was useful to him. So far nothing the monkey on the radio had offered had caught his eye, and he doubted that would change.
Stepping into the stairwell, he glanced to the floor. He was willing to bet the other three stairwells on this floor were the same - no stairs leading to the basement, and no stairs leading past the second floor.
So where were the access points? It was a good question.
Aidou paused for the second time that night, listening half-heartedly to the radio announcement. The volume was painfully low, so that it didn't attract any unwanted attention. None of it interested him, even as the riddles came easily enough. None of it was useful to him. So far nothing the monkey on the radio had offered had caught his eye, and he doubted that would change.
Stepping into the stairwell, he glanced to the floor. He was willing to bet the other three stairwells on this floor were the same - no stairs leading to the basement, and no stairs leading past the second floor.
So where were the access points? It was a good question.
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He didn't say anything about Gremio's hope of medical supplies, but he had a sinking feeling that all such things were kept on the second floor, and thus well-guarded. The monster hadn't chased after them, but it had fought to keep anyone from moving past it--that spoke of a guardian beast, of it being there to keep the patients away from something, perhaps something valuable.
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Pulling Gremio's shirt over her burnt arm, she said, "Gremio, if you are strong enough, I would like you to carry Leon downstairs. Leon, keep pressure on the wound. When we get to the first floor, we will find a place to rest and get some water."
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... Gah, he didn't have time to think about this. "Certainly, Lady Jean." He had a feeling Leon wasn't going to like this, but he didn't really have a choice at the moment. He turned his back to Leon, pulling his hair over his shoulder to keep it out of the way. "Arms around my neck, please, Sir Magnus."
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Putting his arms around Gremio's neck, Leon struggled to keep the pressure on his wounded hand. It was tougher than he had expected, he kept flinching away from causing himself more pain and then having to force himself to press down again. He would never say anything about the pain, of course, so instead he covered his discomfort with more rude remarks. "Drop me, and I'll kill you."
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"Gremio, I trust you are strong enough that a short trip to the first floor will not be a problem." As soon as Leon was properly settled in, they were heading downstairs. Much as Leon didn't like it, it would be quicker, and they'd have more time to try and attend to their injuries in relative safety.
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He adjusted his grip on him so that he could carry him a bit easier, before turning his attention back to Jean. "It won't be a problem at all. Let's get going."
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