Nightshift 30: M81-90 Hallway

[spirit-forge.livejournal.com]

The radio crackled to life, and a strange voice emerged. Archer had been wondering what purpose the radio served. He doubted it was psychological warfare via Enya, but hey, he wouldn't put it past the Institute. Deciding to pocket it, he opened up his closet and geared up. That essentially meant putting on a large gray sweater and overlarge coat. Gray definitely wasn't his color.

Archer was about to leave when he remembered his pillow. It had felt awfully hard. Searching it revealed a durable, black flashlight. He'd probably need this too.

Pausing for a final glance around the room, Archer decided he was ready to leave. He exited his room, ready to see what horrors Landel's had to offer.

Comments

[a-spider-can.livejournal.com]

Peter moved out after Logan, surprised to hear that his roommate was already greeting someone - though he had a good idea of who that might be. He eyed Statesman through his mask, still a little uncomfortable about being around the man when he was all suited up.

It didn't look like the plans were up for negotiation - not that Peter had any better idea of what to do with their night. He had heard a little about the basement, but he didn't know much, let alone how to get there. If Statesman wanted to lead the way, that was fine by him. At least it would give him a chance to learn some more about the institute.

Still, he had definitely preferred last night when he and Logan had gone off on their own. They had actually gotten something done, for one thing. Logan seemed more than ready to work with Statesman, though, and arguing wasn't going to help matters. For the moment, Peter remained silent, waiting for the other two to work things out amongst themselves. He was ready to leave when they were, his flashlight clutched in his hand.

[ol-canucklehead.livejournal.com]

"Tha basement? Ya know how ta get down there?" It was probably worth checking out. If they couldn't go up any further, perhaps some answers lay further down. "Alrigh', I'm in. How 'bout you, kid? Ya ok with tha'?" He called over his shoulder to Parker.

At Cole request for new information, he didn't hesitate to provide it. "Yeah, there is one thin'. Spoke ta one o' tha young girls a' dinner. She tol' me tha' she's hear' o' patien's disappearin'. Said tha' there's been no sign o' it happenin', either, n'no witnesses. Ya know anythin' 'bout tha?" He paused thoughtfully, then added: "Also said tha' one o' her frien's'd lost three roommates coz o' this. I was thinkin' tha her frien' mighta been targeted specifically, another form o' psychological warfare, or worse. Tell ya the truth, I ain' sure wha' ta make o' all tha' yet, but 's'somethin' I reckon we shoul' look inta."

[zeus-incarnate.livejournal.com]

"I've got a pretty good idea how to get to the basement," He didn't know exactly where the entrance was, but he was sure once they got there it wouldn't be too hard to locate.

"I have heard about patients vanishing," Marcus didn't want to think about what this place might be doing to the people that disappeared, all they could hope for was that they were still alive and in one piece somewhere.

"I've heard about patients that vanish, then reappear later and don't remember having been here at all," He wondered if perhaps they were taken to another facility for a while and then brainwashed before being brought back here.

Marcus would need to think about that for a while, there were just so many unknowns in that area.

[a-spider-can.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, sure," Peter responded, a little distracted from their plans for the night as he heard more and more about disappearing patients. While part of him wanted to hope that it meant they had gotten out, he knew there was little chance of that. Hearing that someone had gone through a few roommates worried him even further. It would be more than a little eerie if Logan was just replaced with someone new one day.

He glanced over at the man, frowning behind his mask. He didn't know if there was anything he could do to prevent that, but he would try.

"Memories wiped?" he said to himself with a sigh. Well, that was wonderful. The idea was definitely violating, and he shifted his weight from one leg to the other as he thought it over. They were just going to have to do their best to prevent it from happening to even more people, but Peter knew that they still had little to no idea of how to do that.

One step at a time. "Anyway, we should get going," he urged, a little uncomfortably.

[ol-canucklehead.livejournal.com]

By pure reflex, Logan snarled slightly at the mention of patients who had returned with their memories having been tampered with. That cut a little too close to home for him, and added further credence to his growing theory that this was some sort of military installation or similar, not far removed from the Weapon X program. His teeth set in a fierce grimace as he seethed.

"Parker's righ'. We need ta get movin'" His voice was suddenly dangerously low as his fists balled tightly, the right one clutching his blade in a death grip. "Since ya've got tha best idea o' where we're headed, ya shoul' take tha lead, Cole." He wanted to move out as quickly as possible, and hoped against hope he would run into something tonight that he could kill.

[zeus-incarnate.livejournal.com]

"We might be able to find a telepath here to tell us if there's been any brainwashing happening, but I'm a bit reluctant to let a stranger into my head," And Marcus was fairly sure that he hadn't been brainwashed, while he wasn't entirely immune to psychic attacks he was a lot more resistant to psychic influence than most other people.

Statesman had no problems reading Logan's body language, he was particularly expressive and right now it was very clear that he was very upset about this latest possible development.

"We'll probably encounter some strong resistance on our way to the basement, so stay on guard." Marcus started moving, stoically ignoring the pain that shot up his injured leg with every step. He refused to let it slow him down, or limp even slightly.

[[Going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/305855.html)]]