damned_institute | Nightshift 21: Hallway F11-F20

Yuffie was annoyed. To put it simply, today had utterly sucked.

Oh, it had started out well enough. Flirting with Zelos was much fun, and so was teasing the other man..Albel, was it? But it'd gone downhill from there. First with the nurses in the library, and then seeing Hojo, and then Barret... That was what steamed her the most. And to think she'd even felt a little bit worried about that jerk! At least before he'd blown a gasket and flipped her chair out from under her...

Grumbling to herself, Yuffie finished her food and shoved the empty dishes off the desk, more out of spite than anything else. She wanted out of this place. Now. What right did they have to keep her locked up here anyway? None, that's what.

Well, if she was going to be stuck here, she was going to cause as many problems as possible.

As soon as she heard the doors unlock, Yuffie set to work at her sheets. She pulled them all off the bed once again, tearing a strip off of one side to make another headband for herself. Like the night before, she stuck pens in the back of the headband within easy reach, then went to her dresser to retrieve her bag of stuff. Broken stuff, still, but none the less useful.

She looked around the room for anything else. Nothing left but the clothing and the torn up bedsheets... She paused, a grin spreading across her face. Oh, she had an idea for those sheets... Pulling out one of the pens, she uncapped it and set to work scribbling on the fabric. She stood again once she had finished and grabbed a handful of the sheet, quickly dragging it out of the room after her.

[Running over to here.]

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Aerith cocked her head to the side once the girl came into full-view, regarding her with a smile now because she was neither monster nor threat. It couldn't hurt to allow her to come along. Her smile grew when Lyta agreed with Zelos.

"Welcome to the group." Aerith greeted her cheerfully, even if she was only here temporarily, hands behind her back. "What's your name?"

They could walk and talk. She nodded to Lyta. "Ready as I'll ever be," she commented with a small, pitiful glance at her flashlight. Oh, well. Maybe they would come across something staff-like tonight.

"M28? That's the room right next to mine," Zack announced with a blink. Though he wasn't entirely sure whose room that was, he still knew how to get there. "Don't worry," he promised the girl. "We'll point you in the right direction."

With that settled, it seemed that everyone was ready to get moving. There was no point in waiting, so Zack headed off back the way he had originally come. Hopefully Lyta wouldn't be upset by the fact that he'd started to move without her officially announcing that they were leaving, because honestly, that would be a bit snotty and exasperating.

Reinforce nodded her appreciation curtly to the group. "Thank you." She fell in near Aerith as the group started to move out, extending a hand. "I'm called Reinforce. 'Rein' if you prefer."

They were as friendly as could be expected for anyone in a place like this meeting an odd-looking stranger who just drifted in out of who-knew-where. Friendlier than she would have expected, in fact. Lyta ('the girl from before' to her) not so much, but that businesslike manner was probably helpful in a leader.

Zelos' grin was mildly unnerving to her though. Did he know something about her? It reminded her of that other red-haired man from the library... not as cold, but...

Zelos, despite acting like he couldn't find his way out of a paper box, did catch on to people's feelings pretty well. He had the feeling the girl wasn't really comfortable around him, for whatever reason (hey, he wasn't a complete animal!). Giving her his most charming 'I'm a good guy and won't attack you I promise' smile, he introduced himself. "I'm Zelos. Or Zelos the Great. Or Zelos, That Fantastic Vision of Manly Perfection, but usually I just go by Zelos for short."

She seemed like the quiet sort, but he hoped she didn't mind a bit of goofing around on his part. He was fully aware that he was wearing his usually bright eyed expression as though he was walking on clouds rather than to possible doom.

Getting from the female hall to outside the male one didn't take long and went by more or less uneventfully. While Zack knew that they were supposed to just tell her the general direction of where to go, he didn't see any problem with escorting her the short distance to M28.

"Hey, Reinforce, right?" He put a hand on her shoulder and smiled. "Since I know exactly how to get to where you're going, how about I drop you off real quick?" He glanced at the members of his original group with a hopeful look. "I'll be back in two shakes," he promised. He knew Aerith would be fine with it and Zelos probably wouldn't care, but Lyta...

Well, if he left before she could protest...! With that, the soldier grabbed the girl's wrist and headed into the male block.

Lyta didn't have any protests. She was on the side of cold and she didn't like many people, but even she could agree that letting a kid wander around this place was a heartless thing to do. And it wasn't like it would take long.

"The offices are probably going to be locked," she said, aloud. "We have anything to get them open with?" She didn't think she could trip the locks with her mind. "Or are we just going to kick them in?" Zack looked like he could kick a door in without much of a problem.

While Zack was dropping off the girl, she did her best to get her bearings and feel out the area.

"I'm Aerith." She had gladly shook Reinforce, or Rein's, hand, and chuckled at Zelos. The Vision of Manly Perfection. "Yes, his full name is rather hard to say. Such a burden to carry, right, Mr. Manly Perfection?"

Zack took a moment to show the girl where she needed to go, and she smiled warmly in his wake. Spending time around him again was making her remember all of the things which had attracted her to him in the first place-- that could be good, or could be bad. In any case, she had no intentions of dealing with it. Not right now, at least.

Lyta's question shook her out of those thoughts. "We'll have to use force, I suspect." Zack and his sword, and Zelos, and Aerith could-- well. Throw her flashlight at it, at best. It was bothersome, she was easily the biggest burden for the group.

Zelos gave Aerith a charming smile in response to her teasing. "Such a burden, but somehow I manage!"

He was a bit disappointed he couldn't lead the girl to the room, but Zack did know the way better.

"I'm all for the kicking," he answered Lyta. The door wasn't the problem - between Zack and himself it wouldn't be anything big. The problem was the monsters. If they came across something like Triangle Head again, it wasn't sure how useful he'd be. While he was good at hand to hand, it certainly wouldn't work against something like that.

Man, he wished he had a sword. Even a knife would have been good.

Stepping back out into the hallway, Zack tossed a grin in the direction of his three comrades. "I return," he announced, pulling up his sword and resting the blunt of it on his shoulder casually.

"So, with that all taken care of, care to lead the way?" he directed at Lyta. He didn't see much reason to question if anything had happened in the short time that he'd been gone, since they had problem just discussed something mundane. If they'd decided on anything important, they would tell him, right?

The doctor's offices and then the second floor... He hoped they found something of interest during their journey.

"Let's go." Lyta nodded and set off for the main hallway, wondering idly if maybe she ought to get her hands on a weapon of some sort. But she didn't like the idea of relying on something external to defend herself.

Not like she had any choice. At least the offices were close, if she remembered correctly. Just down the main hall.

"Think you two boys can break down a door?" she called quietly over her shoulder as she entered the main hall.

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Nightshift 21: Hallway F11-F20

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