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Dean Winchester || SUPERNATURAL ([personal profile] kindalikedit) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-04-17 01:16 pm

Nightshift 40 - M31-M40 Hallway

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Dean's flashlight flickered as he focused it on the room's door. M31. He had a winner. Normally he'd just let himself in - either by picking the door or kicking it down - but for some reason he didn't. Instead Dean knocked, rapping the door with his knuckles and waiting to be let in. Standing here felt good - he was supposed to be here and, his new-found confidence told him, he'd report. To who and for what? Dean didn't remember quite yet but it didn't seem to bother him at all as he waited outside in the dark, keeping an eye and ear out for anything that went bump in the night and needed to get bumped back. All the aches and pains from the last couple of nights here ceased to bother him as much as they had earlier: the cuts, the bruises, the bandages, everything took a backseat to getting into M31 and answering that compulsion.

Re: M31

[identity profile] superdynamic.livejournal.com 2009-04-19 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Suzaku stiffened at Lelouch's tone and glanced at the other man again, eyes narrowing further. So Lelouch had foreseen that the plan for the night could end unpleasantly, and made provisions in case any danger arose. But was it really necessary to make those provisions? Suzaku supposed it was much more secure than just trusting a stranger, but he still couldn't help a bit of instinctive distaste at the entire concept. And the thought of the power of absolute control being transferred to him, that was just. . .

But he didn't have a right to be thinking this way, did he? This was the best practical solution for any difficulties the night might pose, and he'd agreed to take the same path as Lelouch, be willing to sacrifice his own moral principles for the good of the world. If he was truly prepared to fight at Lelouch's side and at his level, he couldn't just let Lelouch take all the sin upon himself and refuse the same burden. The bottom line was that he had decided to accept this, even if it still made him uncomfortable.

"By the way, Lelouch," he said with a slightly strained, forced normality as he left the door's threshold and led the way down the hall. He assumed the other two would follow; he'd just have to take a slow pace to make sure Lelouch could keep up. "My room got changed, I'm in M28 now. Practically next door."