http://windstwilight.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] windstwilight.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-01-24 09:00 pm

Nightshift 38: Recreational Field

[from here]

She almost wished that she hadn't went last night. Because standing in this field again, in the same place she had been when she felt Hitsugaya die, was surreal. There was no one out here this time--no people, no kids, no mourning Shinigami, no virgin-eating birds. Just the chilly wind. She wrapped her arms around herself, shifting her flashlight and spear.

Senna moved close next to the buliding, hiding in the shadows and peering upwards. No birds so far. Maybe they'd be lucky. That guy better not show her up. Though she had to admit, wearing her Shinigami uniform was a lot warmer than the stupid outfit they gave everybody. And at least there was no more damn smiley face staring at her.

[Waiting for Reid down here.]

[identity profile] himetsuru.livejournal.com 2009-02-25 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
Falis glanced over at the man as he picked up something that looked like it might have been Ami's power item. That wasn't helping the whole witch thing, since they usually had shit like that.

"Yeah," Falis said, scooping Ami up into her arms with a groan of pain. Damn shoulder and damn leg and damn... magic. "I'll get her back to the women's block." She started toward the building with a pronounced limp as the ice around them started to thaw. "Catch you around, old man."