Nightshift 35: Main Hallway, 2-West

[from here]

There was no one in the hallway at all when the two reached the second floor. No sign at all of anyone, which struck him as strange since usually there were at least voices or light from other patients’ torches.

Siegfried did not want to linger in the hallway, not when it would put he and Xelloss at risk of being attacked.

“Stay close by,” he said, looking back over his shoulder at the dark-haired man.

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[from here] (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/464038.html?thread=38229926#t38229926)

Once at the top of the stairs, Sheena slowed down to a light trot, her breathing increased but not labored, as she looked back and forth down each direction. That block of emptiness Ritsuka had pointed out on the map was to the left, so she headed that way.

Oh, there was a pile of monster goo in the hallway.

"Here, I'll let you down," she said, stopping and crouching down so the boy on her back could get off. She never took her eyes off the pile of monster goo, just in case. "I think that... thing over there is dead."

[identity profile] forgot-it-all.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Everything had been such a blur and now that they were at the top of the stairs, Ritsuka had a moment to breathe and think about what he was going to do. They'd passed so many fights on the way, and so many more injured. He hated how dangerous this place was, but more than that, he hated his own refusal to fight. Eyeing the strewn bits of monster down the hall, Ritsuka climbed off Sheena's back and then quickly averted his eyes from the mess. He didn't want to see dead things.

"...we should ge--"

It hit him like a slap in the face. The constant call was suddenly gone - all of it. Without a trace. Ritsuka suddenly felt alone, like a small pebble lost in the sea and he faltered, grabbing his head. What in the world just happened?

It only took a moment to figure it out: Soubi was either dead or he'd cut the connection. Was it so bad that he couldn't call Ritsuka now? Or was it that he didn't want Ritsuka to come in the first place? Pulling his flashlight out, the Sacrifice clicked it on and started running down the hall. "Something's wrong! Come on!"

[identity profile] forgot-it-all.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
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