Nightshift 37: M51-M60 Hallway

[high-prosecutor.livejournal.com]

The conversation with Mikami had left Edgeworth with a lot of food for thought. He was glad that he'd agreed to work with the History Club that night, rather than going along with Mello up to the patient possessions room and the file rooms. While it was true that it could very possibly get his suit dirty, well, he was hoping to avoid that as much as possible. There wasn't a dry cleaner in Landel's Institute as far as he was aware.

And so, he took a pillowcase, his flashlight, a single scalpel, and his notebook along with him, and left, hoping that his partner for the night wouldn't mind carrying most of what they'd find.

[skipping a hall on the way to here]

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[numberii.livejournal.com]

Well all right, it was finally time to see if his little experiment was going to work! Xigbar had gotten kinda sore in the ear from all the "GO TO YOUR ROOM" lines of the previous night, and now he was going to see if there was something screwy going on with that. Just like any good scientist, he needed a research subject... and if he was right, then that meant he'd have to obtain one the old-fashioned way.

Armed with his freaking arsenal, Xigbar very nearly skipped down the hallway, certain that this time he was going to get what he wanted. Those nurses were going down.

((To here.)) (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/521884.html)

[numberii.livejournal.com]

((Back from here.)) (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/521884.html?thread=42665884#t43518364)

Yeah... real triumphant return, right? Xigbar ran down the hallway, stumbling a little as he rounded the corner. He had to assume that the nurse was still following after him, and... well, if that was true, then he'd either be a-okay or in a world of hurt in a few minutes. At least it'd answer the research question he still had... if the nurse was still there.

Xigbar slumped against the wall, narrowing his one eye and straining his ears to remain alert for the nurse's presence.

[numberii.livejournal.com]

A few long moments passed, and all Xigbar heard was the pounding in his ears and the rasping of his own breath. No approaching nurses. No monsters. Well, that was aggravating, but he'd deal. More to the point, if they were turning away, then that left him an opportunity to counter-attack. This? This was not a moment to waste.

((Back to hear, stealthily!)) (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/521884.html?thread=42665884#t43518364)