Main Hallway, 1-East

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It didn't take long for Ururu to make it to the meeting place, since really, it was right outside her door. Maybe that's why she was the first one there. She shined her flashlight around slowly, thinking it was awfully dark and awfully quiet right now.

Maybe other people had been sleeping too, and just hadn't woken up in time.

Ururu moved over by the stairwell she thought Rangiku had meant, and watched the area around her with wide eyes. It wasn't that she didn't think she couldn't take care of herself, because she knew she could. It was just that everything looked so different at night, when it was dark, and she was alone.

And all of that put together really made everything seem scary.

[identity profile] no-side-effects.livejournal.com 2008-01-18 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
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There were few patients in the hallway so far, only one person in here, and she was shining her flashlight all around.

Wesker wasn't sure if he could dodge the beams and avoid detection entirely, so he cautiously made his way towards the stairs, hoping that any monsters would go after the person with the flashlight making a nice target of herself.

[identity profile] g-resolution.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
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At last! The stairs. Besides the laboratory itself, William couldn't have seen a happier sight. The doctor grinned to himself, in a good mood after the events at dinner and also at the prospect of actually accomplishing something.

For those that knew better, though, the grin might as well have belonged to a shark.

[identity profile] fuyunohanabi.livejournal.com 2008-01-18 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
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Rangiku moved quickly along the hallways and out of the women's block. It was quiet still thankfully, maybe they could get a head start. People were being taken again, so their rescue mission would be sorely needed. She just hoped that no-one she knew would be taken tonight, even if it felt rather callous to think that way.

She approached the stairwell, moving a little more quickly when she spotted a smal, dark haired girl standing waiting. She approached her carefully. "Are you Ururu?"

[identity profile] traitors-smile.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
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Gin wasn't surprised that he wasn't the first one to the meeting point, though he hadn't expected to be the last. The child was already waiting with Ran and he shined the flashlight near their feet as he approached, a friendly smile on his face. He knew he could trust Abarai and the others to keep their word, but Urahara was another story completely. He could be just as cunning as Aizen, likely moreso. After all, Aizen hadn't invented the Hougyoku, simply taken the best advantage of it.

"Evenin' Ran-chan," he said by way of greeting. "An' nice t'see you again Ururu-chan." The tone was pleasant, even if the smile was false.

[identity profile] icy-demise.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
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Hopefully, they would find some sort of monster on their way to the kitchen, fighting generally cheered HK up, and SubZero would rather wander around and face the hospital alone rather than put up with an unhappy HK.

It wasn't like he needed the help, both of them were fully capable of working independently, but wandering around together did provide advantages. Under normal circumstances he would have wandered around alone, but he was weakened temporarily after each use of his ice powers.

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HK tried to keep quiet. Even though he was an assassin droid, it could be so difficult to keep from talking when there were meatbags around who required a lecture of some kind. The only problem was, he couldn't tell what to rant about this time. It felt odd, not knowing what to say.

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[identity profile] kagurazuki.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
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It looked like there were more people going this way than the other. At the very least, maybe she could ask one of them for directions. Someone had to know where the room was, right? Her posture was careful and feminine, shoulders high as she gingerly held her flashlight out. It was almost like a haunted house! It would be nice if it was just a game for real. Maybe that Javert person was only playing a trick on them...

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[Coming from here.]

Reaching an open stretch of hallway, Daemon all but ran down the length of open floor. He was getting closer now, and her psychic scent was getting stronger. It was almost intoxicating.
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[identity profile] intoindra.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
((From here, (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/272535.html?view=21195415#t21195415) and several hallways in between.))

Hm... this was definitely on the right way. Roland's flashlight flickered across the hall, but he wasn't guiding himself by that so much. There was blood here, as always, but now he wasn't fighting the demonic rage so much as he should have been. No, he only controlled himself to the barest extent, feeling like he was on the edge of Tuning... or going berserk, insane with the lust for flesh.

If he starved himself, Roland knew, the eventual prize would taste only sweeter as a result. And for now, he paused just to catch his breath. He was more driven than he'd ever felt before; for that, he had both his old friend and the Head Doctor to thank.

[identity profile] angels-inflight.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
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Naminé hadn't gone far when her flashlight beam skipped over the face of someone familiar: Roland. That man was Soma's friend. Perhaps he would know where Soma had gone...

"Roland?" Naminé spoke his name quietly, knowing not to attract too much attention to the two. She didn't know what else lurked in the darkness, after all.

She smiled as Roland came into full view of her flashlight beam as she stepped closer.

"Roland, have you... seen Soma anywhere?"

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[identity profile] remedying.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 06:58 am (UTC)(link)


Even if she lacked the flashlight out of the two, Yukari began to lead them both. Now with a companion-- one who she was used to working with-- she felt less hesitant about moving on. With the next hallway reached, she glanced around. If she was seeing and hearing correctly, there were others, but not many. She didn't pay them too much mind, as they looked to be occupied with matters of their own already.

"This way," Yukari instructed, waving her hand in the direction. "It should be there somewhere."

[identity profile] rectifies.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
It hardly proved difficult for Ken to fall into step beside Yukari. He just wasn't used to handling a flashlight. In Tartarus, they had relied on the decor's lighting and the prowess of their Personas to navigate and sort visual details. That, and the bit with electronic devices not working during the Dark Hour made flashlights obsolete. Pity most of that was no longer true.

Careful not to blind both their eyes (and the eyes of the few that were in the hallway), Ken directed the beam toward the direction Yukari indicated. He then followed wordlessly.

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[identity profile] jurisfictional.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
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No sign of anyone waiting here, Thursday noted as she neared her team's meeting place. She quickened her pace. Hopefully she'd get to M23 and return before anyone else made it.

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[personal profile] norainu 2008-01-19 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
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He was leaving a small blood trail, but he didn't want to bandage the wound yet. There was still poison in it that needed to be drawn out. His arm burned with it. The F-block wasn't too much further anyway.

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[identity profile] uruz-vii.livejournal.com 2008-01-20 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
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Stairs. Sousuke had found the stairs again. This was where the night had ended for him the second night he'd spent in the Institute. Well, that wasn't going to happen again.

Setting his jaw, he moved deliberately towards the stairwell. Yes, it was good to be working this mission solo.

[identity profile] myopic-mousse.livejournal.com 2008-01-21 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
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And then he saw Sousuke, right where he had met him on the first night. He almost couldn't believe his luck. Perhaps these stairs had a quality to them that drew the other man to them so Mousse could always know where to find him. Whatever the reason, the Amazon was glad to see him, even though they had only met briefly. Well! Time to greet him once more, now as an aquaintance! He put his glasses away and moved to do so.

"Sousuke!" He cried, running over and facing what he thought to be the soldier. "It's me, Mousse! Do you remember?" He smiled amicably. "You helped me on my first night?" It had been busy since then, so it was more than likely the man could have forgotten him. Mousse hoped that wasn't the case.

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[identity profile] floraltempest.livejournal.com 2008-01-20 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)


As MOMO neared the area in which she was meant to meet the others, her previous thoughts resurfaced, causing her footsteps to slow until she came to a complete stop. There were people here which was a good thing since being alone in the hall would've been a little frightening, but it once again reminded her that she didn't know what her teammates for the night looked like.

There was one somewhat good thing, though. None of the people she saw appeared to be waiting for anyone; on the contrary, they seemed to have already met up with others. Maybe that meant the ones she was supposed to meet hadn't made it yet. The night was still early, after all. So for now, she would wait.

[identity profile] floraltempest.livejournal.com 2008-01-23 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
MOMO couldn't be certain exactly how much time had passed, but she was beginning to think waiting wouldn't do any good. Maybe, she thought, the others had already met at the stairwell. And if that were the case, she had to wonder whether or not they were waiting for her.

Well, it wouldn't hurt to check, right? If no one was there, then she could easily come back here.

[identity profile] son-ofkrypton.livejournal.com 2008-01-20 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/273462.html?thread=21183542#t21183542)]

Despite the darkness, Clark thought that he'd definitely been this way before. The hall was a lot wider than the ones he'd just left, stretching so far off into the distance that his flashlight couldn't penetrate that far. Not at all creepy, he thought, moving forward, trying to remember what this particular stretch of hall looked in the daylight. It had to lead to the Sun Room and the cafeteria, but he wasn't one hundred percent sure...

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[identity profile] rope-victim.livejournal.com 2008-01-21 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
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Miku flicked her light on once, just to see where the second stairwell was, and closed one eye to keep it adjusted to the darkness. "Hurry, hurry," she whispered.

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A punch of people hanging around in this one. Katou groaned as he stepped past them. His bleached hair was hanging loose around his face, tickling and disturbing. If only he had been awake enough to grab his makeshift scarf before leaving, but unfortunately that was not the case.

He'd just have to do without tonight.

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Coming from here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/276568.html?thread=21402456#t21402456)

Max slipped into the main hallway, her eyes searching the darkness for any threat, her form tense and alert as she paused beside the hall that connected the male dorms to this corridor. There were voices from countless patients echoing quietly, but she paid them little attention.

She paused there, debating for a moment. On to the Sunroom or up the stairs? to her right? Which was likely to be more useful now? She supposed it would be simpler if she decided what would benefit her the most at the moment. More information or an escape plan?

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Finally. Hisoka was tempted to sigh in relief as he stepped into what he recognized as the way his nurse usually dragged him for breakfast. This meant he was at least getting somewhere. At the same time, Hisoka had no idea where in the hell that 'somewhere' could be, he needed to collect metal, but the boy truly doubted it would be so easily found.

Hisoka scowled, ignoring the others trafficking the hall as he shone his light carefully along the floor. Maybe the bathrooms would have something? Or something on the second floor? Though, that would be too risky, the second floor was entirely too unknown to go stomping through it...

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ext_203323: Malcolm Jamieson as Armand St. Just in The Scarlet Pimpernel looking down while outside with a tree in background (determined)

[identity profile] secret-orchard.livejournal.com 2008-01-21 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
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There were drips of something dark on the floor. Armand didn't like the signs of that, but he didn't want to keep Citan waiting either. The clinic was near here, so perhaps the wounded person had made it there already. Something inside him twinged with more guilt for not wanting to pursue the matter further. So much horror in one place was starting to harden some odd little places in Armand's sensibilities. He wasn't sure he liked it.

He was very close to where he meant to go now. Then he could rest and think and try to calm himself while he waited. If Citan wasn't there already. If there wasn't a monster there. So many ifs.

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[identity profile] haiiro-no-chou.livejournal.com 2008-01-21 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/276568.html?thread=21241688#t21456728).]

Rukia headed out into the main hallway. Hopefully Sora would already be waiting for her just outside the sun room.

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[identity profile] jei.livejournal.com 2008-01-22 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
[coming from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/273735.html?thread=21477703#t21477703)]

There were three people Farfarello didn't know lingering in this area. One was with Roland, and thus probably not one of the people Farfarello was meeting up with. One was a young man, who could possibly be "Thursday," that being a rather gender-neutral name, but probably not "MOMO." The third person was a young girl, who could be either "Thursday" or "MOMO."

But the meeting point hadn't been quite clearly established, so it was possible none of these people were part of his "team" for the night. Farfarello would continue on to the actual stairwell up ahead, see if there were two people waiting together there. If not, he'd start... asking. Ugh. He hated looking like he didn't know what was going on.

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As they reached the perpendicular hallway, Peter remembered having to turn left. (It wasn't like there was anything to the right... But were those stairs over there?) There were even more patients around, though he wasn't too surprised by that. With the amount of people he had seen around during the day, it made sense that there was so many wandering at night. He had expected that some would prefer to stay in their rooms, but on the other hand, no one wanted to stay prisoner like this. And if everyone really did have powers...

Which reminded him. With another glance at Brooklyn, Peter decided to get the question he had been wanting to ask out of the way. He could always be subtle and hope that the teenager picked up on it.

"Back there, you said you would do something. What did you have in mind? Can... can you fight?" He knew that not all powers were really good for fighting, but some were, so there was always a chance. Considering where they were, he figured the chances were pretty high.

[identity profile] manhattan-red.livejournal.com 2008-01-22 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Brooklyn blinked, unsure of how to answer. What had he had in mind? Would he lunge at them? Attack with nonexistent claws? He glanced down at his hands, turning them palms upward to stare at the stubby human fingers and nails. Humans didn't even have claws. Their nails were good for nothing but scratching their too-delicate skin.

"Can I fight?" he repeated with a humorless chuckle. It was as much him asking himself as Peter. "I don't know. I thought I could..." It had probably been the right thing, leaving that arguing trio as they had, but it only made him that much more upset knowing that even if he'd tried to help them he might have been unsuccessful. There were no scare tactics to use here. He was unarmed and without probably even the voicebox to do a proper growl...

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Here Sai paused, glancing back to make sure once more that his two companions were still following him. "The stairs are that way," he said, pointing off to his left in the darkness. There was no doubt that other patients were already up there, but all the same... "We should probably prepare ourselves before we go up."

[identity profile] usoppsenchou.livejournal.com 2008-01-22 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Sai certainly knew how to move when he wanted to. If Usopp hadn't had such good practice at running, he might have been left behind, and he was a little surprised at how easily their new companion seemed to keep up.

"The sword was from the alchemists?" Usopp guessed, while preparing himself as per Sai's suggestion. There wasn't much to do... but he still took a couple of flour bombs and some of the game pieces, tucking them with his slingshot in his waistband. He still owed Sai a--a something. If not a short sword, then at least something like it. Well, who knew what kinds of useful things would be in the janitor's closet?

He also took out his notebook, flipping to the map. "It should be across the hallway, past the Sun Room opening upstairs." Then he tucked that away too, his hands free for his flashlight and in case he needed to grab his slingshot quickly.

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