http://kagurazuki.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kagurazuki.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-09-23 10:28 pm
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Nightshift 35: East of Institute

[[From here]]

It seemed like climbing the walls was getting a little easier.  She got up and over without too much trouble this time and so far no nasty bugs either.  She looked around cautiously, flashlight in hand, though the light was beginning to flicker and dim. 

"It's all clear Bridget-san!" she called back, once she'd gotten a good look at the surroundings.  He was probably on his way over by now, but it still helped to know, didn't it? 

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget climbed up easily, Roger tucked in his coat and finally dropped the the other side. He grinned again. "That wasn't too hard," he said. "Now to get to the road."

[identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
It was a shame that the patients didn't realize that the hardest part wasn't meant to be the wall, but staying alive once they were over it. From the surrounding woods came a rustling sound and then silence for a moment, then further to Bridget and Kagura's right, another rustle. The creatures were gathering, drawn by the promise of prey they didn't have to hunt. From the darkness, two pairs of red eyes glowed like embers as the canines emerged from the bushes, putrid flesh snagging on the branches as they pushed through. The two dogs didn't seem to notice though, much more intent on their prey. Baring their teeth, the dogs snarled and then dashed forward at the duo, jaws snapping at whatever flesh they could get.

[Kaze]

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget had been about to offer his own flashlight, though he did hope that Kagura would stick close by anyway, when the sounds of movement caught his attention. "Miss Sohma...."

Frowning, he turned and spun to face the threat, kicking out with surprising strength and speed at one of the dogs even as he pulled the flashlight out of his coat pocket. He may be weaponless, but that didn't mean he was helpless.

[identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that was annoying. The dog yelped as it twisted its head to the side, catching Bridget's kick, but avoiding a broken jaw. Still, it hurt and the dog jumped to the side, shaking its head before it snarled in a rage. Backing up, the creature lowered its head and growled before suddenly howling long and low up at the sky. Two wasn't going to be enough for this job.

The other dog was busy with Kagura and unable to see what had happened to its partner. The staff was a problem because of the distance it put between the dog and its intended victim, and the canine growled as it was forced to back away to avoid being hit. Nasty weapon she had. It barked, a slick, heavy sound, and then charged again, aiming to grab the pole in its jaws and try to wrestle it away.

And far in the distance, two howls answered the call of the pack.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-24 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget, though glad the kick had connected, didn't slow down at all. He didn't manage to stop the ... dog... thing from calling more of it's kind, but he did close the distance between them quickly. Throwing himself forward, he flipped over and brought his foot down again in an arch, this time aiming for the dog's neck.

Don't look back dont look back she's fine she's fine she has to be fine

[identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com 2008-09-26 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
The human ran forward and jumped, but when the foot came down, the dog wasn't there. It wasn't so stupid as to stay put, after all. Running to the side, the dog snarled and launched itself at Bridget's leg as it came down, trying to bite the boy's knee.

The other dog found that the little girl was stronger than it had thought a creature of her size would be and yelped as it was thrown. It hit the ground first though, rolling until it hit the wall. Slowly, it got back to its feet, shaking its head, but it couldn't attack just yet.

Not that it needed to. Out of the forest, two more dogs came, answering the cry for help. One of them ran at Bridget, jumping up to bite at his left arm and the other ran at Kagura, jaws snapping as it went for her back.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-26 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Well this wouldn't do at all. Bridget spun on the foot still planted on the ground when he missed the dog he'd been aiming for. Unfourtunatly, this meant that he wasn't prepared for the second animal.

The teeth sank into his arm and he grimaced, thinking quickly and trying not to scream. The dog probably wouldn't be letting go any time soon so... he used his other hand to grab for what was left of the animal's nape, intending to turn and, using the monster's momentum, spin them both to crash into either of the two beasts still attacking.

[identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com 2008-09-26 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
The dog on Bridget's arm yelped as it was thrown into its packmate, the two going down in a heap of limbs and snarls. Disorientated now, the canines tried to pry themselves apart, snapping at each other as much as they were barking and growling at Bridget for what he'd done. The one thrown eventually got to its feet and lowered its head, growling at Bridget before slowly starting to advance while the other was still slightly dazed.

Another yelp and the dog on Kagura's stick was thrown back with a nasty beating to the chest. The dog hacked hard, coughing like the kick had broken a rib and shook its head as it backed away. It didn't need to attack right now - its partner would do that. The dog at the wall had finally managed to get back to its feet and snarled as ran forward at Kagura again, trying once more to jump and bite at her neck.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-26 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget fell back into a defensive stance. "Nice doggy. Good doggy. Here puppy."

He lashed out once more before he finished speaking, a harsh kick aimed at the jaw of the one advancing on him.

[identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com 2008-09-27 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Sweet words weren't going to trick it. The dog couldn't understand them anyway. What it did understand was the kick and when Bridget came at it, the dog leaped back to dodge. The canine hung back now, growling, as it watched Bridget, waiting for its partner to get up - which it did in a moment. Now two dogs strong, the monsters circled in opposite directions, careful to stay out of range for the moment.

The one attacking Kagura yelped when the stick entered its right shoulder and then it snarled, kicking and biting at the staff. The other didn't waste any time now that the staff was occupied though and rushed forward, biting at Kagura's left leg.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-28 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget shifted from foot to foot, ignoring for now the blood soaking nicely into the left sleeve of his coat. That was going to cause some trouble later on...

"Come on, you bloody beasts. Come and get me." He didn't dare spare a glance at Kagura, and he didn't want to distract her, but...

"Miss Sohma! Can you get back over the wall?" Four dogs were a bit much, even for them.

[identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Another yelp of pain and this time - the dog didn't get back up. With its jaws clamped in Kagura's leg, it wasn't able to avoid the blow and the punch killed it, splattering putrid blood and decaying flesh and bone everywhere. The other was thrashing, unable to get off the staff. With one down and one injured, the other two dogs looked at each other for a moment. The prey was bleeding and they were still dazed from the blows earlier. Was it worth the fight?

Then the patients started yelling incomprehensible words back and forth and the dogs attacked. The two leapt at Bridget, one jumping up with its jaws aimed at his neck and the other went for his legs.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget knew he wouldn't be able to defend himself from both dogs, so he brought up his arms again, blocking the wone going for his neck and biting back another scream as teeth sunk into his arms. He kicked out hard with a leg in the hopes of catching the one going for his legs.

He turned to try fling the dog on his arms off onto the one going for his legs.

[identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
Another arm bite. No good. The dog was about to release its grip when Bridge suddenly spun and threw it off, sending it flying over the back of the other. It hit the ground and yelped, rolling to a stop a few yards away. The dog going for Bridget's legs hadn't been fast enough this time around to avoid the kick and it caught it full in the face. The canine howled in pain as it suddenly backed away, tossing its head from side to side in pain. Time to go. This wasn't worth it. Turning tail, the dog fled into the bushes, leaving its packmate behind.

Even being stuck on the staff, the dog was still thrown - just not as far. With a slick sound, the dog slid off, rolling on the ground for a moment before climbing shakily to its feet. It caught sight of one packmate fleeing, one dead and one lying on the ground and it decided that this fight wasn't worth it. Snarling, the dog limped off into the darkness and disappeared.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget panted, arms pouring blood and soaking into his coat sleeves. Both limbs were mostly useless now, but he turned and moved over to Kagura.

"Miss Sohma. Can you stand?" He might be able to support her, but he didn't think they could get back over the wall. They were sitting ducks out here, both bleeding and in pain.... anything could come along and go for them. They had to move somewhere.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridget smiled and shook his head. "They will be alright," he said. "The cloth's keeping the blood flow slower." Roger was a comforting weight in his coat as well,and he didn't think he'd be able to carry him if he took the jacket off.

Looking up at the wall behind them,he sighed. "I don't think we can get back over that, so ... shall we press on or wait here for day?"

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridget nodded. "We should just sit here, and we both need to be looked at, so..." He glanced back at the wall then sighed again.

"Here, I'll stand on your other side and you can lean on me." He moved around to do just that. "They didn't get my legs," he added with a wry chuckle. He could also take a lot of damage before it started to slow him down, but the blood loss would make it ver difficult and he didn't doubt that shock would soon set in, for both of them.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Miss Sohma," he said with a frown. "You can't just sit here. I won't leave you behind and we need to look for help."

Thinking this whole 'boy's can't touch' thing was really going a little too far, he took a step forward and hooked an arm around her, careful not to hurt her further.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridget blinked, blinking the odd smoke out of his eyes and then looking around. .... and finally down.

That was unexpected. Crouching down,he winced as the movement jarred his shredded arms. "Miss Sohma.... This is wonderful." He smiled. "I can carry you much easier like this. ... Unless ... does it hurt?"

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-29 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why not?" Bridget was honestly confused. "I think .. "He blushed. "Well, I think you're...." he cleared his throat. Now was not the time to tell her he thought she was even more cute like this.

"Anyway,it certainly is wonderful, since now I can tuck you into my coat. You'll get a chance to rest your leg that way, and I won't have to worry about you much more than I already am."

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-09-30 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget shook his head, working at unbuttoning his coat with one hand. His left didn't want to work at all and hung uselessly at his side, but his right still had some mobility to it.

"I think you are cute and ... and girly no matter what," he pointed out. "I think you are cute like this too. But, I promise not to tell anyone."

HE managed to get his coat unbuttoned mostly and he crouched down a bit lower. "If you climb in, I can do up most of the buttons and you'll be secure." He'd look rather fat with Roger and Kagura in his coat, but at least they'd all be warm, right?

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-10-01 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Bridget shook his head, carefully buttoning up his coat and making certain that Kagura was secure (and not suffocating). "It'll be fine," he assured her.

When she mentioned her staff, he looked over at her clothing, fought back a blush, and picked up the weapon in his right hand. His hand was slick with blood now, and his fingers were numb, but if he concentrated, he could just make out the feel of wood and he stood up.

"Got it," he said, feeling proud of that.

[identity profile] roger-hug.livejournal.com 2008-10-01 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, don't be sorry," Bridget said, keeping his voice asupbeat as possible. "I want to do this. Besides, it's my fault."

With that, he began the long trek in what he hoped was the right direction...

(It's not. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/472387.html))

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/465431.html?thread=38105879#t38105879)]

Bourne dropped down from the walltop, catlike, making sure not to land straight-legged and hurt himself. Coming out of his crouch, he took his flashlight from his pocket and shone it over the area.

He could smell blood again. The flashlight's beam illuminated a bloody-toothed canine corpse. One of the defense measures, no doubt. Landel's attack dogs, meant to be sicced on patients who'd escaped his little cage, perhaps? Someone had been here before he had cleared the wall, that much was plain. Good for them. And they'd put up a fight.

The asset decided that he ought to leave, before the scent of blood attracted any other predators that might be in the area. Better not to risk it. He'd been taught how to deal with attack dogs before, of course, during Blackbriar, but he'd rather not use that training. Bourne continued east.

[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/472387.html)]