Nightshift 27: 2nd Floor Hallway near Medical Reference Library and Railed Area

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Once they were safely at the top of the stairs, Ritsuka flicked on his flashlight and swept the area. It was probably unwise to announce their position, but he needed to know where he was. For all the times Ritsuka had been up here, he had never really gotten very far and his memory was fuzzy. Somewhere to his right was the pharmacy, near the railing, where he needed to stop for supplies for Tamaki.

Whether he should stop there first or after their explorations, however, was the problem. Turning to the right, he started forward and tried not to show any fear. He wanted to get things done tonight, even if it meant facing the worst that Landel's had to offer. He just hoped he wouldn't have to do that just yet.

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"You think I'll get beat up?" Soubi asked, amused. "Spells aren't the only way of Fighting, Ritsuka." He was more than happy to use a bit of brute force if the need arose.

He nodded to this new information. He had the same thoughts as Ritsuka about the locker room. Apart from the bit about quitting. This would be the worst place to do such a thing, he'd be in Solitary in no time if he didn't have something to suck on.
Damn it, Kio, where are you?

"Well try the pharmacy first, see what we can get. Then I'll check out the locker room. Where will your camera be?"

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"And you haven't seen the things that are here," he said, trying to save himself from the jumble he'd just made. His face was burning and he quickly looked away, thankful that it was dark here even with Soubi's flashlight casting its dim glow around the area. "...still, it'd be better to be armed."

He tugged Soubi over toward the pharmacy door and tested the lock, not all that surprised to find it locked again. A little force and the door would break open as it had the night before when he'd been here. Taking his flashlight, he held it in both hands and cracked the butt of it down onto the handle. He was more than a little mortified that, despite the noise, the handle didn't give way. He really wished he was bigger like his brother. "...so it's here, but my camera will be somewhere else. I don't really know where. Someone said they'd been there and that it was a room full of boxes that are labeled with numbers."

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"It makes no difference to me." He'd fight some random mecha thing in the sky if it was to protect his Sacrifice. It didn't matter if he stood an obvious chance or not. But he couldn't deny that sometimes weaponry was useful.

Soubi had been about to bach the door down himself when Ritsuka took over. he was quite surprised and maybe a little turned on when Ritsuka took the torch and hit it against the handle like a little professional. However, when he failed, it took a lot of lip biting not to laugh. He ushered Ritsuka out of the way. With one hand on the handle and a shoulder against the door, he tested his strength and then pulled back and rammed himself into it.

The door swung open and he stepped back, wordlessly. But the smirk was too hard to resist. He put a hand on Ritsuka's shoulder and listened out. He couldn't hear anything, so he switched his torch on and shone it in the room, taking a step forward (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/229659.html).

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Soubi checked the hall once more, nothing had changed. New sounds were coming from below, but still nothing to concern him. He moved towards the next door, keeping a tight hold of Ritsuka's hand. Stopping in front, he out the bag down.
"What shall we do with these?" he asked, not wanting to take the lead in decisions. Ritsuka needed confidence and he wasn't going to get it if Soubi kept making suggestions. However, he couldn't protect Ritsuka with his hands full.

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It wasn't that Ritsuka felt unsafe with Soubi, he just had unpleasant memories that were difficult to overcome. The enemy had been unseen and icy cold, coming out of nowhere to attack because Ritsuka had been careless. Following Soubi out of the pharmacy, Ritsuka tried his best to look nonchalant as they approached the locker room. The creature had probably already moved on anyway, right?

"I'll take them and keep them safe until we find something else that's useful. We might be able to find bags or something in here, so we should try it." There, that sounded confident - not quite an order, but definitely a plan. It was a start, or so he hoped. Taking the bag Soubi put down, he flicked off his flashlight and stuck that into his pocket. The radio was still silent, making Ritsuka wonder if tonight it was just the Doctor who'd be making the clues.

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Soubi smiled at Ritsuka, who was beginning to sound a little better about the situation. He waited until the boy had the bags and appeared to be ready, before he tested the door. Locked, of course. Taking the position he had with the previous door, he surged all his weight into it and it crashed open, pulling him inside (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/231536.html).

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Soubi peered out of the room. Yet again he was greeted by the sight of a dark and dangerless Hall. He stepped out and held a hand out to Ritsuka.
"Where next?"

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Juggling the bags and the soda can was difficult, but he sunk one of the plastic bags into the rucksack Soubi had given him and it made it easier. He looked like a hobo. Tamaki had better be able to use this stuff. He sipped the soda again, glad that the hallway was dark because it covered his almost pleased blush. Stepping up next to Soubi, but unable to take the hand offered, he looked ahead and pointed down the dark hall away from the railing. "That way. I've never made it past here, but there's a laundry room up ahead and some other rooms there. That's what I saw on the map Miku gave me earlier."

He needed to update that thing soon. Surely someone else had to know where more things were, right? Taking a slight lead, he started down the hall around the corner of the locker room. So far the night had been relatively productive.