damned_institute | Nightshift 30: F1-F10 Hallway.

[ inside f7]

“What?” Kairi had been in the middle of getting off of the bed when she heard the announcement the head doctor made, surprise overtaking her face. Hadn’t the man on the radio been well known? Hadn’t he helped all kinds of people?

Her look of shock slowly turned into a sad frown as she moved across the room, not saying a word other than the “what?” she had muttered before. This place was so horrible –

Moving to her dresser, Kairi pulled open the doors in hope of perhaps finding another flashlight. What she found instead was something much better (in her opinion, anyway) and much more useful!

“Oh!” she exclaimed happily as she pulled the pink dress out of the wardrobe, a grin crossing her lips. It had been such a long time since she had seen the pink dress she usually wore, and to see it now just randomly sitting inside the large wardrobe was a pleasant surprise! Before she could really even think, she slowly began to change into the outfit, pausing once she was done to look down.

She looked like herself again! (Minus the bandages, anyway)

Pumping her fists, Kairi did a quick hair flip and let out a happy giggle.

Now all there was to do was wait for Axel.

After a few moments of waiting, Kairi decided that perhaps it would be better to wait in the hall. After all, nothing would happen ... and if something suspicious came, she'd just run back into the room.

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Miku opened her eyes and blinked at the dim light that her flashlight had provided. "S-Sagara?" she repeated dumbly. He was close, leaning over her worriedly, and she couldn't figure out exactly why it seemed so awkward.

"I'm awake, now, you... you don't have to pin me down..." she murmured, embarrassed. He wasn't even trying, was he? Miku's ~~man~~pride deflated a little.

"O-oh. Affirmative," Sousuke said awkwardly and removed himself from her personal space. "I'm sorry, you looked..."

Dead.

"I was disquieted by your sleeping state. You should try to keep awake, Hinasaki," Sousuke stared at her, concerned. He seemed to be saying that a lot recently.

He looked down, not exactly sure how to phrase this. His bedside manner was horrible, after all. "Doyle... I believe the Head Doctor has killed him."

Miku swallowed and nodded. "I fell asleep after I heard..." Miku didn't want to believe that the charming man from the night before was gone. They weren't friends, but no one deserved to die in this place, especially not at the hands of the Head Doctor.

"I'll try hard to stay awake, Sagara-san, don't worry." Miku offered him a smile, even though it hurt. "I didn't get to tell my friends about my condition today, they're younger than I am, so we're split up a lot..." she frowned. "It would be impossible to find them now though, wouldn't it? We should... should get more information about this place."

Sousuke sat next to her on the bed, "I'm sorry. He was a good man, I think." He folded his hands and stared at them intently. After Jack would come the patients connected with him--which included Miku. He had to keep her from danger.

"Putting that aside," He continued. "If you wish to find your friends, I would be willing to seek them out with you. But if that is the case, we will have to move quickly. Do you know their room numbers?"

"Ritsuka-kun's and Alfons-kun..." Miku paused. She didn't remember! "I don't know... I... I went looking for them once, but, it didn't work very well for me." She dipped her head, embarrassed.

"If we came across someone who knows them, then maybe. I remember faces, but no one's name." There were people she only met once, after all, but... "Ed-san! Ed-san might know where he is." Even if the air was strained between Alfons and Ed entirely on one side. "Maybe he'll be at the clinic?"

"It's fine," Sousuke said, trying to be as encouraging as possible. So her friends were named Ritsuka and Alfons.

Wait.

Younger than her?

"Hinasaki," Sousuke started, completely ignoring social norms and the golden rule 'never ask a lady her age'. "How old are you?"

Miku looked up at him and blinked. "Nineteen," she replied. "You're the same, aren't you?" He looked older than her, but she supposed it was the scar on his face talking.

Talking about something as innocuous as their ages made her momentarily forget the pain in her face and hands.

"I am... seventeen years old," Sousuke looked like he could have been knocked over with a feather. Miku looked like she was barely pushing 16. Maybe 17 on a bad day. But nineteen?! He never would have guessed. She was so small and fragile...

Miku swallowed nervously. "Does it surprise you? I don't age very well, I guess..." He was seventeen? What kind of food were they feeding him?! Ever-curious, Miku stood up before Sousuke and peered at him. "It does, doesn't it? A lot of people mistake me for someone younger. Sorry, Sagara-san..."

She patted his hand gently, as the minor pressure ached her so, and continued, "We should probably head outside..."

"It's not a problem," Sousuke replied automatically, but he still felt a little floored. Well, he didn't exactly look his age either, apparently. "You look very young and nubile, which is rather attractive to many males. There is no need to apologize."

Sousuke stood up--it was mission time now, and he had to focus on that. "Yes, let's try to find your friends."

The sergeant walked to Miku's door, making sure she was following him, and walked out into the hallway.

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