http://transgenix.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] transgenix.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-07-09 12:25 pm

Nightshift 33: F-A Block Hallway

[Coming from here.]

Max didn't slow down or even pause to look around her as she slipped out of her hall and headed onwards, a determined expression on her face. If anything was stupid enough to pick a fight with her right now, she'd be more than happy to oblige it.

[Going here.]
diamondstorm: (on guard)

[personal profile] diamondstorm 2008-07-09 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[from here]

Like the night prior, she moved against the wall. There was no need for light yet. She strained her heightened hearing to its limits. No time for surprises.

Focus your breathing. Calm your being. Listen. Learn. Move.

The mantra ran through her head.

[identity profile] neutral-jing.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/399959.html?thread=31758935#t31758935).]

Toph skidded to a halt at the adjacent hallway and ran a nervous finger through her bangs. What is with this place? she thought. Monsters and magic were one thing, but disembodied voices were something beyond her experience.

The girl's senses suddenly noted the presence of other people, one who was too close for comfort. In reaction, she hardened into a defensive stance. "Who's there?"

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[identity profile] thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395153.html)]

This place...

... It was dull.

That was the only way Yuffie could think to describe it. Walking down the hallway, footsteps quick and light, flashlight trained on the ground in front of her...

Well, okay. Maybe this place was a little creepy, and maybe she was just a little on edge. Just a little! And it wasn't like she'd never been in places that creeped the hell out of her before- she spent most of her time in places that were creepy! And so far, Landel's Institute was barely even registering on the creep-o-meter.

Still, she'd learned from her mistakes in the past; complacency could lead to one's ass being kicked. Yuffie was alert, observant, and anything that that thought she'd make an easy target...

Well, she'd show them.

[Going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/394449.html?thread=31740113#t31740113)]
Edited 2008-07-09 17:10 (UTC)

[identity profile] contentincloset.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)


Another quick move through the hallway and he was at the other end.

[identity profile] miracle-grow.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Coming from here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395676.html?thread=31750044#t31750044)]

Claire slipped out into the hall, making her way farther from her room. She made sure to check there was nothing nearby that would be dangerous before continuing on. She didn't want to keep her dad waiting, if he was already on the move.

[Going here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/394449.html?thread=31751377#t31751377)]
Edited 2008-07-09 18:53 (UTC)

[identity profile] gray-gambit.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)


Lia hadn't had a chance the night before to see this area in anything but the distant and diffuse light shed by other travellers. Her nervous mind had conjured vague horrors, enough to make her skin prickle. Somehow, the reality was worse, eerie enough to put her on edge without providing a clear target for fear that could either be escaped or dispelled. She steadied her breathing and brought her unease carefully back into line, taking those few seconds to get her bearings. She didn't know if keeping calm would truly give her any sort of edge, but she could be relatively certain running scared would not.

[identity profile] mind-caster.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[in from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395676.html?thread=31758748#t31758748)]

Melissa kept her back to the wall as she edged towards the corner, all senses alert for... well. Monsters, if every single thing that pointed towards them being real was true. She had to assume, at this point in time, that it wasn't just crazy talk. After all, that statue last night had certainly been real.

The bathroom she'd been to earlier was dead ahead. Melissa veered her course to stay as far away from it as possible. It was creepy enough during the day, who knew what it was like at night?

A kind of nervous, controlled fear was rolling off of someone in front of her in waves. Melissa had already begun to notice her mindcasting was stronger at night, but she was in no way prepared for that onslaught. Gripping the wall next to her to keep from falling, Melissa gritted her teeth together and tried to move around the woman. It took a surprising amount of willpower to keep from snapping at her, considering Melissa dealt with people just like her in huge amounts every day.

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[identity profile] jingledoughnut.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395676.html?view=31756700#t31756700).]

Another hallway. Esmeralda placed her tambourine inside the sash (which was still just a spare shirt, but it would do) to keep from making much noise and quietly made her way to the next area.

[To here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395153.html?thread=31747473#t31747473)]

[identity profile] hamenleai.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Coming from here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395153.html?thread=31772049#t31772049)]

Shana moved at a steady pace, keeping her ball of magelight over one shoulder and her staff at the ready. She didn't want to get waylaid on the way to Valyn's, and she'd never hear the end of it if she showed up looking as if she'd narrowly missed being something's dinner.

[identity profile] hamenleai.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Skipping a few halls to here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/393089.html?thread=31774593#t31774593)]

[identity profile] his-singer.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)


Another hall down. Sighing, Bella mentally retraced the path to Edward’s room in her head, her eyes keeping watch for anything.

She didn’t realize her grasp on the pipe was so tight until she tried to flex her fingers and her bones ached.

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Edited 2008-07-09 22:24 (UTC)

[identity profile] heartcrown.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)


Growing silent as she continued to make her way down the hall, Kairi brushed a hand through her hand nervously. She really did need a weapon of sorts – even a pipe would do, really. Just something so she could stop feeling jittery while alone.

[identity profile] sugarsweetblood.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)


Halfway through the second hallway, Rhode suddenly thought something that, thanks to her run in with that Phibby brat the previous night, had slipped from thought. Why couldn't she just talk to Tyki? It wasn't as though she was stuck as a human right now. Her skin was dark, there were crosses lining her head, and it would have been easy to mistake her gold eyes as a monster's glowing through the dark.

She was a Noah right now, so she should act like one!

Tykiiiiiiiiiii she began whining mentally, searching for her family member's mind Tyki, I'm booooooooored

[identity profile] tyki-pon.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Telepathic answer from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/396102.html?thread=31770694#t31770694)]

And the other Noah's mind had been found. Though the voice was faded, Tyki could still make it out with some trouble.

...Rhode? he answered mentally. What is it? I'm kinda busy... His own words were as faded as Rhode's were, indicating their telepathic connection had been weakened.

[identity profile] kanpekinasenshi.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/399959.html?thread=31815255#t31815255)]

Meeting outside the women's rooms was at least easier than meeting in a crowded hallway, if they were going to check and make sure everything was distributed the way they'd intended last night. Seiya leaned against a wall and waited, figuring it would take Leon a little longer to reach her even if she had paused to check over the items in her own room.

Her eyes wandered over to the strange little girl standing in the hallway, but the girl didn't seem to be attacking. Everyone here had something strange about them, right? Seiya just happened to be one of the lucky few whose 'something strange' had been stolen. She went back to watching the door to the main halls, for Leon.

[identity profile] for-marian.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395974.html?view=31910598#t31910598)]

Leon spotted Seiya easily, in the relatively unoccupied hallway. No point beating around the bush, so as soon as he was close enough to see that she did, indeed, have the bag with her he said neutrally, "I want to drop some of this off at my room before we head out for the night. Carrying it around seems like a waste of energy, and could slow us down."

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[identity profile] fuyunohanabi.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395153.html?view=31819665#t31819665)]

Rangiku stormed along the corridor, running as quickly as she could at a maintainable pace.

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[To here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/394449.html?view=31824081#t31824081)]

[identity profile] remedying.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/399959.html?thread=31869271#t31869271).]

Now at a safe distance (hopefully) from her room, Yukari slowed her pace down. Ken did say he would be a little late, so there was no reason to rush the entire way there.

Nearing the next door to the hall beyond, Yukari couldn't help but relish in a good, confident feeling, determined to make this night just as productive and smooth as their last.

[identity profile] remedying.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/394449.html?thread=31878097#t31878097).]

[identity profile] 358days.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[From here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/394449.html?thread=31875537#t31875537)]

Roxas shook his head to himself as he entered the second-to-last hall and walked towards the end of it. He'd just have to hope everyone introduced themselves again and he wasn't expected to know who was who.

[identity profile] 358days.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[To here] (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395153.html?thread=31747473#t31747473)
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[personal profile] winged_moon 2008-07-10 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
[From here]

Yue's steps slowed as he entered the block, warily glancing down the openings to the right as he went. If these rooms were numbered like the ones in his block, F3 should be in the last one, almost at the end.

He hoped that Fai had been wrong about Sakura's disappearance - even if she wasn't his Sakura, having her there seemed like it would give him a reason to be there. He only existed at the moment because of her...and her brother, too. And with neither of them there, why was he?

At the last row, Yue hesitated just an instant, then moved on. She would be there. She had to be.

[To here]

[identity profile] jurisfictional.livejournal.com 2008-07-10 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/396443.html?thread=31932059#t31932059)]

Nothing unusual here. Thursday quickened her steps, watching her surroundings carefully. With luck, she could make it to the rendezvous point without incident.

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[identity profile] wishescankill.livejournal.com 2008-07-11 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/dazmned/399959.html?thread=31760983)]

Anya poked her head out into the hallway and shone her flashlight around, gauging how many people were hanging about. Not many, by the looks of it. Everyone seemed to have gone elsewhere.

"Come on!" she hissed over her shoulder, urging the others to follow her.

[identity profile] light-wicca.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Willow felt a bit better about sneaking past a potential fight when Anya agreed that they would help anyone who looked like they needed it. She had to admit that there were a lot of experienced people here who knew how to fight, but that didn't mean absolutely everyone could defend themselves. And that's what the Scoobies did. Helped those in danger. It made Willow feel like she was a part of the gang again.

The witch simply ignored Anya's comment with a quick eye-roll, particularly since it was pretty obvious she and Angel were following.

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From here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395153.html?thread=32044177#t32044177)

Slowly but quietly, Rukia made her way down the hallway, along the same path she had taken for the past eleven nights.

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Going here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/394449.html?thread=32045009#t32045009)

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-07-11 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
(Running from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/398710.html?thread=32012662#t32012662).)

There. That wasn't bad at all. Now... what was Miss Sohma's room number again? Oh, yeah. F10. Not too far now.

Roger held tight, he shone his light briefly to get a good look at the halls before he went on. Hopefully Miss Sohma would still be there.

[identity profile] roses-bleues.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
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The more her world began to crack and crumble around her, the less afraid of the dark the Queen became, though she was never what one would call ‘afraid’. Fear was for mortals. For humans who lived in happiness and died fearing death. Diva was merely… something. She hadn’t experienced this exact mix of emotions, and so did not know what to call it or how to describe.

Impossible. Just like it was impossible for the causes of such emotions to exist. Her second imprisonment, the theft of her babies, the failure to create a Chevalier. Those things didn’t happen to her. And now that they had, Diva didn’t know how to be.

There was something she could do, though. There always was.

Diva passed into the main corridor, looking down to see the beam of a flashlight sweep across her waist. No pants again. The light made her thighs look a strange color.

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[identity profile] blazing-general.livejournal.com 2008-07-12 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
[[From F21-F30 Hall. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/399959.html?view=32077399#t32077399)]]

Signum gave the now-familiar connecting hall only a quick examination before moving out into it and heading into one of the adjacent room rows.

[[To F11-F20 Hall. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395676.html)]]

[identity profile] constellates.livejournal.com 2008-07-12 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/395676.html?thread=32082076#t32082076)]

People were running through this hallway pretty darn fast, but most of them were carrying flashlights. She could tell what was going on in this stupid, creepy place from the residual light, but what she wouldn't give for another one. If only. If only.

Well, if she was going to the field, there was only one way to go. After that it got a little trickier, but.. whatever. It didn't matter..

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[identity profile] angels-inflight.livejournal.com 2008-07-12 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
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It must have been really late - usually, when Naminé left, there were still a good amount of people going back and forth through this hall. She turned the corner, hoping that she wasn't so late that Alita didn't leave without her. She couldn't blame the princess if she did, though.

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[identity profile] simpleastherain.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
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Orihime was actually a little bit relieved to be out in the larger hallway. It got claustrophobic near the patient rooms sometimes and she didn't feel like she was doing anything. She glanced back, making sure Ururu had followed her out alright. The flashlight might help ahead but it was still dark behind her.
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Despite Kurogane's opinion of the matter, Ururu's assurance that she was strong, and even his impatience to get started on the search, Yue just couldn't bring himself to leave the two girls to wander the hallways by themselves. What if they ran into something like what he and Argilla had the night before? Even he hadn't managed to protect himself against them, and Ururu was already injured. And Kurogane looked like he could take care of himself, at least long enough to find other company, if he decided not to come along.

And so Yue paced along after the girls, silently refusing to be left behind.

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[identity profile] forthewinry.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Winry had made a great deal of progress in scribbling down notes and making plans, but found herself rather exhausted by the time dinner came along, and had managed to doze off before dinner came, or her roommate.

Regardless, she had things to do. She would have preferred to have someone to go out with, but in light of what had happened last night, she would probably fare better on her own, at least for the sake of making it to her destination faster.

She gathered her flashlight and notebook and headed out into the hallway, remembering the route they'd taken before. If anything came at her, she could run without fear of leaving the others behind, or bash it in the head with her flashlight... hopefully. She'd just have to hope to get something heavy to fight with before she encountered some other creepy thing.

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Well, if there was one thing to be thankful for, it was for not running into that ghost again. Still, there was little time for rejoycing. The hall seemed to be nearly empty, which wasn't a very good sign. Just how late was it, anyway? She hadn't slept that late... had she?

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