Nightshift 32: Sun Room

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

[From here]

If the nights here had taught Luxord anything, it was that he'd no wish to stay in this room for long. It was empty in here, which he supposed would be the other patients finally using their judgment, but he pushed it aside for now.

For now, he had a date. There was something just so... exhilaratingly at the mere thought of it, had he the ability to feel excitement.

"I apologize for leaving earlier, but there was just no stopping my friend, you see," he continued on, assuming the sylph would be able to hear him. "But tonight, I promise to spend every lasting minute with you, my love. Tonight will be something to remember."

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[canieathim.livejournal.com]

[also cleared with Willow-mun, coming from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/363106.html?thread=30230370#t30230370)]

Gluttony pushed the doors open into the sun room. People were fighting here! Maybe it was his lust! He moved towards the group for a few steps before noticing a lack of Lust's beautiful face. Tragedy!

The kitchen was close now! He began pushing the tasty man around the outside, aiming to circumvent the fight altogether.

[metamollusk.livejournal.com]

For a moment, Fwiffo had been certain the psuedohunam intended to plunge straight through the melee, leaving him to act as a makeshift battering ram! ...And then Gluttony turned a bit to one side, skirting the fight. Against his own better judgement, Fwiffo gave a faint sigh of relief.

"Isn't there another route?" he whispered, being careful to keep his voice down so none of the combatants would notice them. After such a narrow brush with death, he was in no way anxious to attract anyone's attention!

[scaredy-crow.livejournal.com]

Crane had also been a bit worried that Gluttony would charge right into the fight, but thankfully he veered towards the side. Crane kept close behind them, glancing back at the fight every so often to make sure they weren't seen. If he'd had his mask or gas, he doubted it would have been as much of a problem, but he most certainly didn't have either of those things. It seemed even the man in the wheelchair was relieved.

Note to self: rethink possibility of Gluttony as shield. Might charge into danger more than preferred.

"I'm not certain," Crane replied to Fwiffo, also keeping his voice down. "But we're almost there." After a little while of walking along the wall, they reached the doors and Crane slipped inside.