damned_institute | Nightshift 33: Doctor's Office 3 (Muraki)

"I suppose so," Allen admitted to Rhode as he followed down the hallway. He ignored Tyki's remarks for the most part, keeping up his facade.

"That's a terrible thing to say," he looked downcast for only a moment, shocked out of his act when the Noah started banging on one of the doors, obviously intent on breaking the thing down. And all for some nasty cigarettes? Allen made no move to help and the thought that Tyki ought to have passed through the door didn't occur to him until after he entered the room, following behind.

It was something of a relief to think that the Noah might not have that particular ability. Then again, perhaps he, like Allen, was just preserving his strength for when he really needed it. Allen wasn't about to take any chances.

"It's always more fun when you win!" That's how she saw games, at least.

Her attention came away from Allen again, this time because of the door getting knocked down. It wasn't like Tyki to break things; that was her area. "Tyki, can't you just go through it next time?" She didn't mind the bit of destruction, but it had been loud and had taken her focus away from thinking on how to "play" with Allen Walker. "And cigarettes are nasty," she added with a scrunched face.

She actually didn't know that they were, but they smelled bad, and the Earl was always telling her they were bad too and not to ever try one. Admittedly, she was a tad curious, but she'd yet to have the chance to break the Earl's rule about it and sneak one to try.

The possibility of his powers working only during the nightshifts wasn't something that had occurred to Tyki before tonight, when he had discovered the telepathic connection between him and Rhode still existed (as weakened as it was). His powers hadn't worked during the day, and considering there usually weren't any problems with using his powers even while in his human form, he hadn't thought they were still there at all. Until two hallways ago, at least. The door might have been a good opportunity to test them, though...breaking down things was indeed Rhode's department, not his.

"Yeah, yeah." he replied to both of Rhode's comments. It wasn't the first time he received a lecture about his smoking habbits. Who cared if they were nasty? Or bad? All bad things were fun, anyway. Besides, they really had no idea what it was like having to go without nicotine for nearly two days. Two days! Tyki was fairly sure he had broken a personal 'non-smoking' record. And that while he didn't even intend to break it in the first place.

His golden eyes glanced at the mess he had made on the desk, holding the cigarettes in one hand. Now he just needed something to light them with. It'd be a very, very bad joke if there wasn't anything lying around to help him with that.

[from here (), hay gaiz]

So the first doctor's office had been perfectly clear of anything useful. Well, there had to be something around here, 'cause at least one of these offices had a crack under the door, and Alkaid could very vaguely smell cigarettes. Or maybe that was coming from outside, she wasn't sure.

Instead of opting for another non-opened door this time, Alkaid had chosen to spare her bruised hand and instead walked inside a door that was already open. Oh, already people in here, huh? She eyed them all warily, freezing up. No one attacked her instantly, but that was probably because they were all other patients and not, like, monsters.

Her flashlight arrived on Tyki first - probably dangerous for him, because Badou would be entering right after.. and she knew what he would see immediately.

"Bingo," was all she said. She couldn't help but grin.

Allen was about to add his own opinion when they were met with unexpected company. A flashlight lit up the room, focusing on Tyki. Allen couldn't quite make sense of what the woman who'd just walked in was talking about, but right after her followed a blur of grey uniform and bright red hair. He'd almost have thought it was Ravi if he hadn't gotten a better look. The guy even had an eyepatch.

As it was, trying to take cigarettes from the Noah was probably a very bad idea. "U-um," he started, more concerned about the welfare of the newcomers than anything else.

[Moved to the thread below]

Rhode winced when the light entered and looked at the one holding it. Human... she thought, but it was weird. There was something human about the girl, but at the same time there wasn't. Huh? Before she could figure it out though, something definitely human but that had the speed of an Akuma on fire bolted past and latched onto...

Tyki?

"Hey, you let him go!" she ordered, pointing at the scene but refusing to leave Allen Walker's neck. What did the human think he was doing, latching onto her family like that?! He had no right!

Alkaid knew Badou was pretty crazy about his cigarettes and had gone after them on what was pretty much a whim, for lack of other nightly direction, but she didn't expect something like this.

"Hi," she said to the two who weren't involved in the scuffle. Her flashlight didn't leave the brawl, finding it kind of interesting.. like a gladiator brawl, or something.

"Uhh, sorry about my friend." Did she just call Badou her friend? No way. She didn't mean it, and it was plain as day that he wasn't paying attention to her. She'd just forget she said it. "The guy likes his cigarettes."

Maybe in a bit she'd walk over and try to grab Badou off of the other guy, but for now it was pretty funny, even though he was probably about to get his ass kicked.

Allen had a difficult time keeping his focus when Rhode was causing a ruckus on his back and nearly choking him as she tried to decide whether or not to join in and assist her family member.

"A-ah, well," he stuttered, trying to keep track of everything at once. "N-no, I'm more worried about your friend... that... isn't the best person to pick a fight with. C-couldn't they just share?" He looked worriedly from one side of the room to the other.

"Kill him Tyki!" Rhode called, then looked down at the girl Allen was apparently talking to. Not only was there someone bothering Tyki (and a human of all the nerve!) but now this girl thought she could take Allen Walker's attention away from her?! She was braver than the read haired idiot! She clung tighter to her playtoy's neck, possessive as always. "Allen, you shouldn't talk to strangers, it's not safe," she purred, ignoring the girl being right there to hear her.

Alkaid put her hands on her hips, making sure to continue to illuminate the scuffle. This was pretty interesting! "Well, like he said, 'sharing is caring.' I dunno if either of them are gonna back down yet, though. I like this!" It was pretty fierce, actually. Her respect for the other redhead might actually go up if he was able to wrangle some smokes out of this guy.

But then that little girl had to make a comment, and she turned to raise an eyebrow, then glanced at the silver-haired guy. "Hey, shut your girlfriend up. I could care less about Badou kicking it, 'cause then I'd have his flashlight, but I owe him big!"

There were so many things wrong with what this woman had just said, he wasn't sure where to begin. But it was almost an automatic reaction to exclaim, "She's most definitely not my girlfriend!"

Slightly less surprised was the statements to follow, "But... he could die! That doesn't matter at all to you?!" What was wrong with these people?

Which was more important: telling the girl she'd kill her for talking to her like that, or correcting Allen about her status as his girlfriend?

Correcting Allen, most definitely!

"Don't denyyyyyyy it Allen," Rhode immediately purred in his ear, continuing to ignore the other woman for the most part. Why focus on her (or on the fight they were so intent on talking about) when she could focus on Allen and his adorable denial? It was so much more fun to tease than cheer and threaten.

Yeah, the two of them were definitely either boyfriend and girlfriend or on their way to it. Girls like the one that was hanging off of Allen weren't the type to give up. Alkaid had seen it at school. The poor guy usually went along with whatever the overbearing girl was saying until he'd sold his life away.

...Not that knew what it was like to be overbearing. She didn't go for those kind of guys, anyway.

She laughed. "Sure she's not your girlfriend." Then she grinned at the girl. "It's best to be persistent with guys like this! Do your best!" She made a fist, rooting Rhode on.

Turning back to the fight that was going on, then, Alkaid winced at what looked like a pretty harsh blow. "Ehhh, no one dies from fistfights. If the lunk looks like he's gonna lose I'll drag him away, simple as that. What, your friend some kind of powerhouse?" She raised her eyebrows.

Allen clapped a hand over his ear as soon as he felt her breath in it. Why did she have to do those kinds of things?! "Stop that!" he hissed, and went to work prying her hands away from his neck with more enthusiasm. The problem was getting her fingers loose without losing any more of his skin.

"They may not look it, but these two are a threat to humanity," he explained, pointing out both Tyki and Rhode. "They want to destroy everyone... it's just a good thing they don't have full use of their abilities. We're enemies, certainly not anything you're insinuating!"

Rhode smirked at the woman's cheering. That was much better, and it gave a reason not to scold her for being rude earlier. Anyone who supported her being with Allen was all right in Rhode's book.

Back at Allen she dug her nails in, refusing to let go just yet and threatening blood if he tried any further attempts to detach her. Once she was confident with her hold, she detoured around his ears and moved lower, nuzzling his neck and giving it a cute lick as though she were a little puppy. Or, in this case a kitty, since kitties were much cuter anyway. "Meooooooow," she teased, "Allen's all mine whether he admits to it or not."

Her grinning turned into pouting when Allen called her and Tyki both threats. Maybe they were to humanity, but that was disposable. Overrated too. Sure she had some human in her, but that wasn't at all what made her special. "Don't talk like that Allen, it's not nice," she scolded him for his words and had a mind to bite his neck next if he kept being rude.

"Then why the hell are you traveling with them?!" This didn't really sit right with Alkaid. She'd had to work with people she disagreed with before (read: Haseo) but she probably wouldn't have if she was convinced that he was, like, evil or something.

The girl hanging off of this Allen guy didn't need any more encouraging, though, so Alkaid nodded at her - when she noticed that a knife had come into the cute little squabble. Suddenly it wasn't so cute not like Badou was ever cute but something more dangerous.

She took a step forward. "Uhh. Hey!" She had half a mind to pull Badou away from the situation and run like their lives depended on it - but if he didn't think he could take this guy, he wouldn't be fighting him, right? That or he was blinded by the cigarettes...

Allen winced when he felt Rhode's nails digging in to his skin, but it didn't stop him from trying to pry her fingers loose. All attempts froze though, when he felt something warm and wet on the back of his neck. Had she just licked him?! He bristled, his shoulders coming up to his ears as all efforts went to wiping the back of his neck off instead.

"Rhode, that's enough!" he shouted, attempting to pull her off of him forcibly this time, regardless of the injuries that might result. "I don't belong to anyone, least of all you!"

The girl's question caught him off-guard though. "Because if I don't..." he started, looking away for a moment. It was then that he caught sight of the turn the fight had taken. It'd gone from a simple brawl to knives in a matter of moments! As soon as he was free of Rhode, he'd have to put a stop to this!

Just the response she adored, and it made her grin all the more widely. Allen was insane if he thought she'd just give him up. Not just her arms now but her legs too came up to wrap around him, the second pair of restraints locking around his mid-section. "Don't even think about it," she warned, but then decided he needed a bit of punishment for not taking her first less-than-obvious warnings. As though her fingers digging into his neck and drawing blood now weren't enough.

With his hands on his neck she couldn't bite him there like she'd initially thought, but her first target was open now. Leaning up again, she went for his ear again and nipped at it harder than a playful puppy might this time - two sharp canines right into the earlobe. She may as well have been giving him a piercing for the hole she was about to leave.

[From the thread below]

Tyki's knife hit nothing but thin air as the Badou dodged. But before he could attempt another attack, the other man had raised to his feet and began darting out of the room, dragging the girl with the flashlight with him. The Noah blinked.

He guessed that had been a pretty wise decision.

But it was still disappointing. He was just beginning to find this entertaining. The Noah had half the mind to go and chase them, but instead shrugged and decided to pick up the remainder of the cigarettes. No sense leaving these around because of that. This place was only so big, and he'd probably run into him sooner or later. They could continue to play another little game, but for tonight Redhead had been lucky.

Tyki rose back to his feet, using his sleeve to clean off the blood that still ran from his nose. Golden eyes glanced over the desk, but concluded the same thing that he had before Redhead had latched onto him. He frowned.

Jeez, there was nothing to light them with. This had been unnecessarily bothersome...

The scratches he could ignore, even if they drew blood, they weren't deep and they weren't too painful, but when she clamped down on his right ear, actually biting through the skin and cartilage, he couldn't help but let out a pained yelp.

"Ouch! Let go, let go!"

Despite his pain, he noticed that the two visitors had left at least, so they weren't in danger anymore. But it left him to deal with Tyki... he could only hope the man wasn't craving blood after his scuffle. He could feel blood running from the new wound and down the side of his neck, but he didn't dare pull her off for fear he'd lose the whole ear if he tried.

"Heeeeee," Rhode hissed through grinning teeth still locked tightly on Allen Walker's ear. It had been a while since she'd been able to taste blood in this place, especially his blood, and even longer since she'd heard Allen yelp in pain. That both scream and blood were coming from her favorite exorcist made the moment all the sweeter and all the more fun as well.

He was smart not to pull away otherwise Rhode would have taken off a chunk of flesh in the aftermath. Probably would have been just as tasty as his blood, that, but she was fine with the red liquid for now. She'd let go when she was good and ready to.

Alkaid wasn't paying any attention at all to the antics between the whitehaired kid and his would-be lady. Sounded like it hurt, but he'd probably asked for it, hadn't he? Served him right for traveling around with people he considered an enemy. Seriously.

She'd stepped forward, about to yank Badou away from this creepy guy, when she saw a blur of red and suddenly he had her by the wrist. He didn't have time to react; he wouldn't let go, and she didn't particularly want him to.

"Aaah!" With only a surprised cry as a goodbye, Alkaid ran after him. It was all she could do.

[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/396102.html?thread=32649030#t32649030) after Badou. LOLLL SORRY FOR THE BAZILLION REPLIES]

A sigh escaped his lips as Tyki realized that - despite everything that'd just happened - he wouldn't be able to get the nicotine he craved so much for. As ironic as it was; he had the smokes, but not a light. It was like someone was playing a very, very bad joke on him. If he didn't knew any better, he'd accuse the Twins.

Stuffing the smokes and the knife back into his pocket, he approached the pair still remaining in the office. "Oi! what are you doing, Rhode?" The Noah commented. His 'niece' was practically molesting the Exorcist. "You like him that much?" If anything wasn't an understatement, than that was.

A little irritated because he couldn't smoke right now? Probably.

[LOL~! I'm sorry for inbox raep too~!]

Worse still, Rhode didn't let go right away. He couldn't really say he was surprised, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt! Tyki's comments didn't help; how could he think it was normal for someone to behave like this?! If this was the way she treated people she liked, he couldn't imagine how bad it would be for those she didn't!

Oh, Allen had to know how she treated those she didn't like by now. Hadn't he seen how she'd played with that clock woman with the Innocence back at the rewinding town? She hadn't even been pretty enough to become one of her dolls, and that had cost her getting nailed to her precious Innocence. If things hadn't gotten so boring that woman would have been left as nothing more than a splatter on the wall.

"Mmmm!" Rhode made another noise during her hold, this one of acknowledgment, as she sucked in just a little more blood before taking her bite away to speak. "Of course I do, Tyki. You know I've kissed him before, right~?" Or maybe he didn't. Tyki hadn't been there as he should have when she'd wanted to kiss Allen at the top of the Ark. Maybe that information would be a surprise for her "uncle" to hear. And now that she thought about it... "Don't tell Sheryl," was added in warning.

Well, actually...he didn't.

"What?!" Tyki blinked, dumbfounded for a second by the new information he was receiving from his family member. "You've kissed him?! When?!" The Noah didn't even bother hiding his surprise. He had never seen the other Noah kiss anyone else but the Millennium Earl himself, so yes, claiming that he'd be surprised by the information would be an understatement. He had been aware that Rhode liked him, but...this?

"You know he's an Exorcist, right?" Not to rain on her parade or anything, but that was kind of the problem here.

Right, Sheryl...Tyki wouldn't like to think about how he was going to react if he ever found out about this.

As soon as Rhode let go of his ear, he was sure to cover it protectively with his hand. Not that it did him much good, the damage was already done. But then she started talking about that horrible kiss! Tyki didn't seem very happy about it, but it wasn't his fault! Rhode had taken him completely by surprise and it definitely wasn't as if he'd enjoyed it!

"I didn't- that is... I wasn't- I... That... that's really not important right now!" he said finally, trying to change the subject. "You said you wouldn't hurt anyone, but you nearly killed that other boy!"

"Hmmmmm, was it a week ago?" Her eyes turned up in thought. Her contemplation over the exact time didn't distract her from her hold of her prey, but she did allow him to nurse his bleeding ear as best he could. He'd been good and hadn't pulled away, so it was fine. "Maybe longer... and of course I know!" Why wouldn't she? After all, she'd been the first out of the both of them to actually meet Allen Walker. They first of any Noah to go near the boy and give proper introduction too!

Now that her attention wasn't so fixated on her toy, she noticed that they were the only ones there in the office. "Hey Tyki, did you kill that redhead or not?" she asked suddenly, remembering that there had been a fight going on during her torture of Allen.

"Come on, an Exorcist and a Noah? I don't think that's gonna work out." Tyki pointed out, still giving the pair a blank stare before shaking his head. Not that there was much he could do about it. Unless maybe attempting to pull her off Allen, but that seemed to be a very bad idea. In the end, it was like picking the lesser of two evils. Or something.

As for the guy that had just high-tailed it out of here...

"Redhead is a full-grown man, boy." Tyki couldn't help but to correct Allen. Like some brat would be able to hit his nose and make it bleed, so that was something that obviously needed to be corrected. "Besides, I'm not the one that started it." It wasn't his fault that the other guy decided to provoke him with pushing his palm into his face. The Exorcist was clearly overreacting.

"No, he ran off." he answered to Rhode, then changed the subject; "Anyway, I don't suppose any of you got a light?" Probably not, but it was worth a shot.

"It's not going to work out because it's not going to happen in the first place!" he told them both, growing exasperated from repeating the same things. Tyki might not have heard them over and over, but Rhode had! Yet it didn't seem to have any effect on her...

As for the other argument, Allen didn't see how it mattered if the other person was called a boy or a man, the fact of the matter still remained, that he'd hurt someone else. Why couldn't they both just share the stupid cigarettes? It seemed like a really silly thing to fight over in the first place, but Allen left it at that. "I don't have one," he said with a sigh.

"Silly Tyki, I don't care about that," she whined playfully and gave Allen an extra squeeze as proof. If she had cared, would she really have continued to cling to the white-haired boy? No. Yet here she was, still wrapped tightly around his neck and giving him love bites.

It was kind of sad that Tyki hadn't killed the other person; he'd deserved it! Looked like her's was the only fresh blood in the room. Not that she was complaining.

When Tyki asked about a light, she only gave him a 'do you really think I'd have something for your icky smokes' look that would have been easily understood. Even if she had had access to her candles, she would have needed some kind of compensation before she'd let him have it. Maybe a promise to help her with her homework over the next moth without being allowed to complain. Something like that.

"Thought so." Tyki muttered. There wasn't any logical reason why they'd carry a lighter or something, but at least he had tried.

If Rhode had chosen to voice the compensation, the Noah wouldn't have been sure which of the two would have been worse; not being able to smoke or having to help her with homework for a whole month without complaining. But right now he was just hating this place for the sole reason of there being a lack of means to do something about the nicotine withdrawal. And what kind of idiot kept smokes in his desk without a lighter anyway?

"Let's go already." he eventually said, and began walking out of the office.

[Back here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/404856.html?thread=32700792#t32700792)]

[following Alkaid]

Badou was fairly sure he'd just lost his precious flashlight. That taught him not to make nice gestures. He followed Alkaid into the next office, barely paying attention to the opened door because there were no smokes and he was all heartbroken and shit. He hadn't gotten around to the stirring my-heart-will-go-on part of his mood yet.

And then he saw them in the light of heaven. Like a signal from god almighty. Like a chorus of ten fucking million naked virgin angels having a hot lesbian orgy right in front of him. A soft voice in his head said 'Hit it, Badou. Hit it like the fist of an angry god.'

Badou was across the room in moments, hand closing around the pack while he tried to pry it free of the weird obstruction that it was attached to. He propped a foot against said obstruction and tried to use it for leverage. "Come to daddy~ I'll never desert you again~"

[From the thread above~!]

One moment someone suddenly decided to shine a flashlight onto him. The next another person stood in front of his nose, attempting to pull the pack of smokes he had just found out of his hand. And to top it all off, a foot was suddenly propped against his leg. What the hell?!

Tyki recognized the person in front of him as the Redhead from breakfast, with whom he had whined for nicotine together. But more importantly, those were his smokes the guy was trying to steal. He had stolen them first, and the Noah wasn't about to stand by and watch someone take them.

"Oi! I got here first, Redhead. Find your own cigarettes!" the 'weird obstruction' warned. He gave Badou a push with his free hand, trying to pull the pack out of the other man's grasp with the other.

Badou stumbled and had to stop pushing off the weird obstructing, but the words 'iron death grip' weren't fully adequate when it came to how hard he was clinging to the cigarettes.

"Ehh?" There was only one person in the world that called him Redhead. Badou glanced up. Alkaid's flashlight beam was still strong, so he could be sure he saw slicked-back hair and a row of crosses and someone who looked almost entirely different from the man he'd met that morning. It was weird. Too different. Maybe they were brothers or something...?

Ah well, it just meant he didn't have to listen. Things might have gotten a little complicated if he actually knew this guy. He totally ignored the peanut gallery comments in favour of negotiating with the thing holding his cigarettes.

Badou let go with one hand and used it to push the other man away via palm-to-the-face while he continued to pry at the pack of cigarettes. "No way! I've been searching half the night, starving and clawing my way through the darkness with almost alone and you just waltz in and take them? No fucking way. I just want one! Have some pity on your fellow man! Sharing is caring!"

Tyki had already figured that Redhead wouldn't be able to recognize him. Most people who met one of his sides only to run into the other didn't, but the Noah didn't really care much for that. He guessed that it had its advantages.

He was just about to counter Badou's overly dramatic words when he suddenly got a palm straight into his face. Tyki stubbornly held his grip onto the pack even when he stumbled backwards. Like he was going to pity and share smokes with someone who had just put a palm into his face and accused him for taking the cigarettes. If anyone wanted the Noah to share smokes, that definitely wasn't the way to do it.

"You're the one waltzing in, Redhead." Tyki countered after regaining his balance. He had been searching for smokes just as well, and he stole them fairly. "I've warned you."

Kind of a pity, the chat with Redhead this morning had been fun. But it didn't take much for his blood lust to awaken in his black form, and it was Badou's own fault for provoking him. Cheating Boy A was right; Tyki Mikk wasn't the best person to pick a fight with.

The Noah aimed his arm for Badou's chest with the full intend to go through it. It was the least bothersome solution to the problem, and he might as well see if his powers still worked or not. And if they didn't...well, it would be the old-fashioned blow to the chest instead.

[ooc; note (just in case); Tyki's powers won't work, so it's just going to be a blow to the chest if Badou doesn't dodge it :)]

Badou's combat prowess was limited almost entirely to the downright freaky shit he could do with a pair of machine guns. Still, if he couldn't hold his own one-on-one hand-to-hand for a while, he'd probably be gutter trash by now.

Still, the range was pretty close and Badou was clinging stubbornly to the cigarette pack so Tyki's fist caught him square in the left side of the chest. Badou grunted, but the pain would have been a lot worse if this guy knew how to pick his targets. A cocksure grin spread across his face.

He pulled with the hand holding the cigarettes, keeping the prize out of the way while his own fist headed straight for the man's stomach.

It didn't work.

Instead of going though the other man's chest, like he had intended, the fist connected with his target instead. It shouldn't have been a problem for Tyki, to simply put his arm through a body and take any organ he could get his hands on. But it didn't work! No Tease, no abilities...this definitely sucked. Now he'd have to go with the bothersome task of doing this the old-fashioned way. Like those brawls he had gotten in more often than not when in his white form; when he had ~~cheated~~ won with poker and his opponent happened to be a sore loser. Those usually took some longer. Not really Tyki's favorite type of combat, but at least he had some experience. Fine, if he couldn't solve this the black way, he'd have to do it the white way. Or something.

Redhead had reacted with aiming a blow to Tyki's stomach, causing the Noah more pain than what actually should be the case, even despite the fact it was on close range. He let out a grunt as he doubled over, but still outright refused to let go of the pack. Because if he did, things would get complicated.

But now Redhead was even closer to him. Again using his free hand, he aimed a punch to the other man's jaw.

Badou tried to dodge out, but it wasn't nearly quick enough and the guy still got him so hard across the jaw he tasted blood and saw stars. He really wished he'd taken in the situation before he decided to be a cocky little shit about it.

...Well, ok, no he didn't. He let the blood gather in his mouth for a wobbly second then spit it at the gentleman's eyes. The heel of his palm followed swiftly, trying to smash pretty boy's nose back into his skull.

Sure he was no beauty queen, but damned if he wasn't a little bit ticked about being the only guy here with a broken nose.

Tyki instinctively closed his eyes when the spit hit his face. Well, wasn't that a dirty little trick? Not that he minded the blood (though he could do without the spit that came with it), but it wasn't as fun when it was in his eyes and prevented him to see anything. Especially in the middle of a brawl.

And that proved to be pretty much a valid point when something hard hit his nose. His head was knocked backwards because of the impact, and that was unmistakably his own blood running out of it. It hurt like hell, about to the point where Tyki wasn't sure whether it was broken or not. The Noah wondered for a split second how his body suddenly got so weak, but he guessed it must have had something to do with this place.

He stumbled back a few paces, regaining his balance. Tyki wasn't about to be the only one bleeding for these smokes. Ignoring the blood running down his nose, a wide grin appeared on his features. The Noah was about to aim another punch at the other man, aiming it right at the guy's stomach-

- when the pack of cigarettes suddenly ripped in two. The Noah still held his own half when he paused his attack, watching it's contents fell on the floor.

Well, wasn't that random?

Badou pulled back to escape the punch and...came away an empty half of a cigarette carton. He took a moment to be as dumbfounded as the other guy. Well, wasn't that great. "You broke them asshole!" His face hurt with every word, not that that had ever stopped him before.

More importantly there were defenceless cigarettes on the floor. It was fucking sacrilegious. Badou dove for them, trying to grab them in handfuls. He manged three on his first shot and pressed one between his lips before his hand shot out for more. The fight be damned. It was every man for himself.

He broke it? The other guy had been pulling on it just as well. The Noah was just about to verbally defend himself when Badou dove for the floor and took some of his cigarettes.

"No you won't, Redhead." Tyki said, his voice most likely sounding very lame thanks to all the blood and God-knows-what-else running out of his nose. "I'm still here right now."

What kind of idiot turned his back to a Noah? Badou's dive to the floor practically yelled 'opening', and who was he not to answer it? Tyki shamelessly aimed a kick at Badou's body, intending to get him out of the way so that he could reclaim his smokes without some Redhead with an eye patch crawling in the way.

Despite what he might have thought of the guy's fighting skills earlier, that was one vicious little kick. Badou swore, still clutching his cigarettes with the hand that came up to cover his stomach.

Badou retaliated the only way he could. He painted on the most incredulous look this side of a virgin in a whore house and stared. "Wow, that's amazing. I would have never fucking noticed without your foot ten inches into my ass. You got a light cocksucker? No? Then shut the fuck up."

Stubbornly, he reached for more cigarettes.

After the kick had connected, Tyki immediately reached for some cigarettes lying around on the floor. He managed to get four in one go. Now he just needed something to light them with. Speaking of which...

"Why don't you shut up, Redhead? You don't have one either, do you?" Tyki countered. And now that he actually had the chance, he reached for the kitchen knife he had found on the second floor last night. That probably didn't get him any points for creativity, or fairness, but who cared? He was getting bored with just fists, and the claim that he'd kill for smokes wasn't exactly an understatement.

"Hey! Didn't I tell you not to?" The Noah answered to Badou's attempt to get more cigarettes, and lashed out to the guy's outstretched hand with the knife. "Like I'd let you take some more."

Despite his words, Badou was paying attention. Mostly. To the cigarettes. He managed to stuff the remainder of his spoils into his pocket.

At least this guy was nice enough to announce when he was going to attack. Man, he loved stupid people. Stupid people with knives...not so much. He snatched his hand back out of the way so fast it was way more desperate than cocky. Rolling back onto his hunches looked like part of the same movement.

He could stand quick now - and bolt. This was enough to last him another hour of searching. "That so?" Badou raised one of his hands and displayed two more cigarettes pressed between his thumb and forefinger. "Says here you can kiss my sweet virgin asshole."

The knife hit nothing but the floor when Badou pulled his hand away. Too bad, Tyki would have liked to see him bleed. So maybe Redhead got a little lucky, because he wouldn't have survived this little brawl if Tyki had either his powers or the Tease.

But the Noah wasn't about to give up just yet. His hand clenched his knife just a little tighter as another grin - one that was so wide that it was nearly inhumane - spread across his features. Without another moment of hesitation, Tyki thrust the blade forward in an attempt to stab him. If he couldn't take some vital organ the usual way, he could always attempt to carve it out.

A moment after the guy shot foward, he was on his feet and putting a few quick steps between them. There was no sense or style to it - he was just damn fucking lucky he hadn't lost any vital organs or chunks of flesh. Considering how rare that was, he didn't want to stick around to find out how quickly his luck ran out. He bolted.

Alkaid was going to complain later but she'd stepped forward enough for him to snake an arm out and grab her by the wrist on his way. "Thanks~" Badou called back, his voice saturated in sugar. Never let it be said that he wasn't polite.

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Nightshift 33: Doctor's Office 3 (Muraki)

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