Nightshift 31: F-A Block Hallway

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Anya was beginning to feel the adrenaline as she rounded the corner. Those zombie dogs the first night hadn't really counted as a fight. She hadn't been in a real fight since... since Buffy.

Oh dear god, what if this Kimbley guy had superpowers like Buffy, only his were way better than Buffy's? That was entirely possible, Buffy's weren't exactly the last word on awesome superpowers, no matter how much The Slayer liked to think different. Holy crap, she was gonna get slaughtered!

The vengeance demon cut off her nervous thoughts quickly. She'd promised to do this in order to get more good intel from that sin-type woman. Plus, it wasn't like there was much out there that could kill her.

She opened the door and stepped into the next hall.

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[norainu]

A shield... that was really more help than he'd been hoping for. "Who has it?" he asked. "If they're similar, we probably gotta do something with them together." He hadn't really considered the sword some kind of secret to be horded, himself; he'd just figured it'd be best to let Artemis and Colonel Mustang take a look at it first, since there were enough weird, creepy people around now that he was reluctant to make general announcements. And then the whole not knowing what the Head Doctor might be watching thing. "I just didn't say anything about it on the board because there're some people around who are definitely not on the side of any of us. But... think you could get whoever it is to meet up with me tomorrow or something?"

This was much better luck than he'd hoped for. "So then we should keep our eyes peeled for something to do with a sword... and a shield." He hoped it didn't involve fighting anything, since the sword was a piece of shit if considered a weapon, and he had no idea how you'd use a shield in a fight anyway.

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"Maybe when we get down there tonight, we can inspect the place you found them," Max replied thoughtfully, a curious expression on her face as she glanced between Renji and Thursday. "Did you see anything that would resemble engravings or runes anywhere in the armory, or around where you found the sword, anything that might give a hint as to what's meant to be done with them?"

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"I'll try to contact them tomorrow," said Thursday, standing up experimentally and smiling in satisfaction when her leg bore her weight well. "They were worried the shield might get stolen, but if you think they'd be able to work together with Arts and Crafts, that shouldn't be a problem."

All of this talk was making her more than a little eager to see the basement. Perhaps there wouldn't be anything interesting guarding the kitchen tonight, although that was probably too much to hope for.

[norainu]

"I understand the worry," Renji said. "Consderin' we got some prisoners attacking and almost killin' each other at night. And not 'cause Landel got to them either." He sounded grim; he was thinking about what had happened to Kairi, and the whole Rhode problem. "Hopefully me or taichou have a good enough rep, I guess." While he knew they could both rub people the wrong way - and neither of them really cared if they did - they certainly weren't thieves.

He lifted his head, blinking a few times. He wasn't dizzy any more, at least. Slowly, he pulled himself to his feet. The headache sucked, but he could ignore it for now. "So that'll be priority one then, I think," he said. "If there's a sword and a shield, let's figure out what we should be doing with 'em so we can talk it over with the guys that've got the shield."

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Max's expression was grim - she hadn't heard about patients turning on each other of their own will yet, but she could see how it could happen. There were a lot of strong personalities crammed tightly together in this place. People that were used to getting their own way, or making their own way. It was a little disheartening to see that even here, however, people couldn't put their differences - or maybe their similarities - aside long enough to work together to break free of this nightmare.

Sighing, she stood once more, still casually clutching her crowbar as she leaned it against one shoulder. "I'm ready whenever you two are," was all she said on the matter, though, patient until he was capable of carrying on.

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Thursday nodded. Armand seemed somewhat suspicious of Arts and Crafts for some reason, but she was pretty sure she could talk sense into him. In her opinion, it wouldn't be a problem.

Shifting her weight slightly, she picked up her baseball bat and torch. "I'm all set."

[norainu]

Renji nodded. "Let's go, then," he said, and headed for the door.

This time, he didn't run. He didn't have the energy for it, yet. And he wanted to save what reserves he might have for whatever could be waiting in the cafeteria.

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