damned_institute | Nightshift 34: F1-10 Hallway

Okay... that was creepy, thought Sheena as she stared up at the intercom. She glanced around her room nervously, balled up pieces of discarded paper strewn all over the floor by her. The man sounded like a seriously screwed up Desian that liked to toy with people... like Kvar did. Shuddering, the guardian picked up the cards she'd made with an ink-stained hand and fanned them out.

Alright... not the greatest work she'd ever done, she had to admit, but only three of them felt a little off when she concentrated on them. A few smudges of ink shouldn't matter anyways. Fanning herself once, she then folded the cards back up and looked down at her inky hands. "Stupid pen. Why did it have to break so easily? I was just trying to figure out where the ink was, NOT get it all over me. I hope I don't have any on my face..."

If she did, she was certain Raine would point it out to her. As long as the half-elf didn't do that weird lick her thumb and wipe it off thing she'd seen her do to Genis more than enough times, Sheena would be fine. If not... well... she'd glare at Raine or something. Grabbing her flashlight and cards, Sheena lamented the lack of an obi as she left her room.

Now where was F18?

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Rangiku rolled over, smiling warmly when Renji entered the room, surprised that he'd even bothered to knock. "Renji," she said in greeting before pushing herself up into a sitting position. "Safe trip, I hope."

Renji gave her a smile. "Yeah, no problems," he said. "There's no fighting in the halls yet, at least." He was more worried about the cafeteria himself. There always seemed to be something nasty in there. "So that's the shield, huh?" he said, nodding toward the thing that sat near her. "Looks about right."

"Good to know, although I'm more concerned about getting down to the basement," she admitted. "There was something in the kitchen and in the main room down there last night. That creature with the pyramid helmet," she said. It had been utterly unexpected and made things much more difficult.

She glanced over at the shield and nodded. "That's it. It seems very impractical."

"Yeah, there is that," Renji said, frowning. "Guess we'll just see what we have to get through to get there. I've had better luck taking the side door into the cafeteria so we at least don't have to go through the Sun Room." He shuddered.

He took a few steps closer to get a better look at the shield, then unslung the worthless sword from his back and set it down next to the shield. He pulled away a little of the sheets he'd wrapped it in; it certainly looked like the shield.

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Rangiku nodded in agreement. "Me too. At least there's a lot more room to dodge in there, or stick to the shadows if it comes to it." The Sun Room was a pain in the ass to get through when it was small enough to hear every footstep.

She peered over at the sword as renji unwrapped it, curious. "They certainly do seem to match. Probably a good job that they're meant to be keys and not weapons or protection." They looked ridiculously impractical when compared to a katana's simplicity.

Renji laughed, looking at the sword and shield. "They're damn useless, just like everything else in here." He finally took a seat, just on the edge of Rangiku's desk, and crossed his arms over his chest. "Hope everyone else gets here soon. I'd like to get movin' before there's too many brawls to get around."

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Lucivar knocked on the door of F9 where Renji had told him they were meeting. He heard voices inside before he opened the door, grinning when he walked in and saw that they hadn't left yet. "Thanks for waiting," he smiled. "I was beginning to think that I'd have to follow your thread all the way to the basement."

"At least fi there's lots of brawls going on, we might be less likely targets," Rangiku replied with a shrug. It was a hit and miss affair every single night. Frustrating beyond belief.

She reached for her sword when she heard the knock, not wanting to take any chances at the moment, but she relaxed when she saw the man and the way that he greeted Renji. She smiled warmly at him. "You must be Lucivar."

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It took a little bit for the trio of girls to reach Rangiku's door. When they got there it was already open and there were a few people inside. For a moment Orihime expected to see Ichimaru come through the doorway but she kept her flashlight low to keep from blinding anyone and knocked on the door frame lightly. "Are we interrupting?"

Renji snorted, straightening up. "Yeah, guess we're slow tonight. But let's get movin'. We got a door to open," he said to Lucivar. He picked up the useless sword and made certain it was well-wrapped, then slung it across his back. Before he could move toward the door, though, someone else showed up, one of Kurosaki's friends. He knew Ran had been expecting her, so it wasn't much of a surprise.

Lucivar looked to the woman who spoke to him and gave her a slight nod. "Lady," he replied politely, figuring that if she was with Renji then she wasn't a threat to him. He looked to his right and made sure Karla was still safely with him, stepping aside to allow the others into the room before looking to Renji.

"A door?" he snorted. "That doesn't sound too difficult."

Shiki's world sounded more like Ururu's and Orihime's than any other world had so far. It was interesting to hear it in the context of a game, just because that sounded like something Kisuke-san would say to Ichigo when they were training. Ururu had had a fun time when it was her time to help train. It had been a lot like tag, except she had been trying to hit Ichigo harder than she tried to hit when she played tag.

The memory made her wish for home a little.

But Orihime had asked Ururu about her powers, and Ururu thought about it as they came to Rangiku's door. "A little, I guess. I'm pretty strong all the time but I get stronger when things are really bad." Or that's how Ururu thought it worked. Since the little girl didn't remember exactly how things went when things got really bad most of the time, she couldn't be sure. It seemed that way though.

Ururu, like Orihime, wanted to be sure that they wouldn't be interrupting before they came into the room. So she didn't go inside the door, but she did come beside the older girl. Ichimaru was friends with Rangiku, and even though he had behaved even when there weren't other shinigami around, Ururu was still scared. That made her more protective, but she didn't need to be, because Ichimaru wasn't there. Just Rangiku, Renji, and two people she didn't know, and who weren't shinigami.

"H-hello." The girl bowed slightly, knowing that it was polite.

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