Night 37: Main Hall 2-West

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Coming to a cross hallway, Falis stopped and knelt down again. In the darkness, she couldn't see where the hallway lead, nothing more than a few feet immediately in front of her. Unbeknown to her, the stairs she needed to go down to the first level were just to the right. Falis had the same feeling as she had back at that dead end, so she didn't think there was anything down that hallway.

Seeing some very faint light to the left, the hunter headed that way. Once she found light, she could get her bearings.

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[roger-hug.livejournal.com]

"I'm here Miss Sohma," Bridget said softly. "I can get the light and we can go on. Together, okay?"

Staying the the hall was out of the question and since he didn't think she could go back, that only left forward.

[kagurazuki.livejournal.com]

She nodded slowly, agreeing that it was, at least, a good idea. Her fingers slowly uncurled, leaving the hem of Bridget's shirt in tatters as she stepped back, wringing her hands nervously in front of her. She didn't look past Bridget, keeping her eyes focused on the floor or the darkness further down the hall.

"Ah-" she half-turned, "My... my stick. I think I dropped it somewhere." She rubbed at her eyes, not feeling any less queasy or cold about the boy's death, but Bridget was right; they couldn't stay here. Whatever happened to Hitsugaya might happen to them if they weren't careful.

[roger-hug.livejournal.com]

Bridget nodded. "Okay. I'll try and find that too." He patted her arm reassuringly before moving back to pick up the flashlight.

That wasn't too hard to find, but the weapon.... Ah, there it was. He had some feeling in his fingers, but, okay. Okay, he coulddo this. Flashlight was tucked into the waistband of his pants and staff held in his right hand. That way he wouldn't drop either.

He moved back to Kagura, holding out the staff to her. "Here you go Miss Sohma."

[kagurazuki.livejournal.com]

She waited in silence for Bridget to return, hugging her arms to her chest and trying not to be as upset as she felt. She'd gone from optimistic to a complete wreck in a matter of hours.

"Bridget?" she called out once, trying not to sound frightened and failing. Luckily he returned, offering her the staff that Alita had given her. She took it, but didn't want to stray far from her friend's side.

"Can... can you lead?" she asked, "just... for a little while?"

[roger-hug.livejournal.com]

Bridget smiled and nodded. "Sure,I can do that." He looked around. "It's this way, right," he asked walking in what he hoped was the right direction.

(Moving to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/515883.html?view=43338795#t43338795).)