Night 41: F11-20 Hallway

[trapdetected.livejournal.com]

[F15]

As usual, the doctor's announcement was vague and led her nowhere as far as figuring out what his intentions were went, but definitely foreboding. There was no way to tell what exactly he had in mind when he was cutting himself off like that among all the static, which was frustrating, but ... she supposed sooner or later, they would all see what would happen-- if it did.

For now, however, Naoto knew there were other important things she had to wait for, so the riddle can be further sat on later. Setting her journal back on the desk, she went to prop the door to the room open and sat back on the edge of her bed, then set the flashlight up to give the best lighting around the room she could get it to. Anyone else wouldn't be wandering around the pitch black halls without their own light, but Naoto figured it would be best if those dropping by could see easily in the room, as well.

Now, all there was to do was wait. She didn't care when in the night her radio delivery came in, but she wanted Yousuke and Kanji to hurry. There was a lot to talk about, and Naoto didn't want any of this time wasted.

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[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

Despite the pain she was in, thankfully reduced to a dull throbbing by the oxycodone, as long as Beatrix didn't have to fight any monsters, or snakes, she'd be okay. Still, she strapped her katana to her back, thankful her primary sword arm hadn't been severely injured, unlike her other, and added the pairing blade into her hair.

She hoped HK-47 wouldn't find some reason to miss a third night in a row.

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[lady-general.livejournal.com]

There, night had finally fallen, bringing with it an evening better suited to a doctor and not a general. Celes nodded once at Momo and stepped into the hall.

"Good hunting tonight, my Lady." Celes inclined her head and started down the hall. Good hunting, indeed, she thought and started off to the men's blocks.

[ To here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/629246.html?thread=53233662#t53233662)]

[hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com]

Momo was a bit slower to leave the room than Celes was; the shinigami nodding in response to the well wishes. Now that it was night, she was having a bit of trouble shaking the odd feeling of Hitsugaya's reiatsu. She knew she was imagining it - she had to be - but it was slightly distracting.

Get the flag to Fowl. Then get moving before you get him and his team killed.

Tucking the folded flag under her left arm, Momo set out.

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F15

[guyslikegames.livejournal.com]

Fourteen or fifteen, wasn't it? Yousuke paused between them, noticing that one was ajar. Would that be like Naoto? Leaving the door partially open to let her less clever teammates know where she was? (Well, maybe Kanji. Yousuke could have remembered it if Things hadn't happened, he was pretty sure.) He knocked on the wall next to the door anyway.

"That you, Naoto?" It wouldn't do to walk into a girl's room without checking first anyway. He might end up having something thrown at him.

Re: F15

[trapdetected.livejournal.com]

Naoto glanced up at the knock, but she didn't bother getting up from where she was sitting. She may have not have seen him here yet, but she recognized that voice for certain.

"Yes, it is," she confirmed in reply. "Come in; it shouldn't be long before Tatsumi-kun arrives."

Or so she hoped.

Re: F15

[revolutionise]

[Timewarp'd! Leaving before the Persona party gets going.]

Utena was a little disappointed not to have seen a message go up from the Cooking Club by the end of the day. She had seen a message go up from Celes to Hughes, but it obviously wasn't something for the whole club to be privy to. Seemed that for the night, Utena was on her own. That's just fine by me too.

After grabbing her flashlight and wishing Naoto luck, Utena set off into the hallway. She didn't know quite where she was going, but she was the type who thought better on her feet. There was a lot that one person could do for themselves in a night. It was just a matter of deciding on which goals to focus on and where to go to chase them.

F19

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After the nurses had collected her tray, Sakura was surprised to hear her radio go off so suddenly. She found it odd how the doctor's voice was able to shift from calm and innocent to dark and evil within a matter of seconds. "One mystery after another..." she thought to herself.

She picked up her flashlight and peered out the door of F19. The beam coming from her flashlight shook slightly as she peered around, and she held onto the door to keep her standing. Yue and Touya would be here soon... hopefully. She didn't even want to think about facing monsters alone.

Re: F19

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(From here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/631176.html?thread=53283464#t53283464))

By following Yue, Touya was able to get a good look at the way to the female patient block. He tried to pay close attention to possible threats and which turns were which, but his mind was still trying to catch up with the idea of Sakura being there.

He had just gotten here himself, what was he supposed to say to her to assure her that he'd do everything he could? No doubt Yue had already told her that he was still recovering from the transfer, so she'd be worrying about him, obviously. He didn't want her to worry. He wanted to her to focus on taking care of herself.

Once the two of them had turned down the hallway, Touya caught sight of the light coming from the door. "Guess that's her room?" he said, turning to Yue for confirmation.

F20

[mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com]

[from here] (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/627669.html?thread=53245397#t53245397)

Why was she nervous?

Sheena faced the door to F20, idly twirling a spell card between her fingers, the paper spinning without her even paying attention to it. This was ridiculous. She wasn't taking the youkai out on a date or anything. She'd just set her up to have an interview she knows nothing about with a vile man that the ninja wanted to beat the shit out of on principle.

Being nervous was silly. Yes, silly.

Drawing a deep breath in, Sheena rapped on the door and then rest her free hand on her hip after adjusting the ribbons of her obi.

Re: F20

[givemeoblivion.livejournal.com]

Oh? They had company this evening?

Knowing her roommate was still in a bit of pain, Callisto decided to be friendly and get the door for her. (It couldn't really be anyone for her, could it? Though after the bulletin this morning...) She slid off the bed quickly, reaching the door in two easy strides.

She opened it only partway, and raised an eyebrow at the woman on the other side. In her defense, this woman's outfit wasn't nearly was bad as Yukari's.

"Good evening," she smirked. "Were you looking for someone?"

F13

[jokers-wildcard.livejournal.com]

Aaaaand they're off! Or more she was off. Actually, Harley didn't much know where it was she was off to. All she had gotten was a quick message from Sheeny about Spider wanting her for something tonight. It didn't actually cross her mind to wonder why the guy hadn't bothered to tell her himself, and she didn't much care. He probably just wanted to pick up where they had left off the night before and try to get over the wall. Lot of luck they were going to have doing that in this state.

In a stunning display of foresight, Harley had actually prepared herself. Taking a lesson from the night before, she pulled one of the extra sports bras from the drawer over herself, leaving it hanging off her waist. She carefully put the sword through it in a makeshift sword holding... thing. Flashlight was good, too. Should she bring a bag again? Nah. If Spider had more junk to carry, she could take HIS pillowcase.

With that, Harley headed out.

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[fencing-captain.livejournal.com]

Juri changed into her student council uniform when the lights went out. She wasn't sure what to think of her roommate, but hopefully there'd be more dinners to figure that out. Unlike her first roommate. If she was quick enough, she wouldn't be in anyone's way.

When Juri stepped outside, she realized that she didn't have a map, but it was probably just as well. She'd just try each male block until she found the right one. She switched on her light and started down the hallway.

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[wearsthehakama.livejournal.com]

Kaoru waited in her room, pacing the floor between her desk and bed as she waited for Kenshin to arrive. She was equally excited and cautious of what the evening would hold for them, since they were going to be paired with another person.

It was kind of unfair, really, but hopefully he'd not keeping her waiting. It'd be very irritating, otherwise.

[degozaruyo.livejournal.com]

F15...F16...ah, there.

"Kaoru-dono?" Kenshin called, knocking lightly on the door. "This one has come to, ah, pick you up. Are you ready?"

He didn't want to enter the room just yet. He'd accidentally walked in on her when she was changing once and still had the scars to prove it.

[gald_digger]

Dinnertimes were starting to get kind of lonely.

It was now three days since Anise last heard anything from Ami. Maybe she really wasn't going to see her again. The thought made her stomach feel heavy, but the girl forced herself to eat her dinner in full regardless. At least Tokunaga was there to keep her company.

During her time alone, she had some time to think about the little slip the Colonel had made earlier. Florian... Anise didn't know anyone with that name. Was it someone she was supposed to know in the future? She was really curious, but maybe the Colonel changed the subject to keep her from screwing up her own future by knowing too many things she wasn't supposed to.

...Ugh, and there she went, thinking about time travel like it was normal or even made sense. If she wasn't crazy already, she was starting to sound that way, at least in her own mind.

Not wanting to give any more of her time to those thoughts, Anise stood up and began collecting her tools for nightshift. The kitchen was a good source for metal, wasn't it? Anise rolled up a pillowcase tightly into a little ball and stuffed it into Tokunaga's little sack. If she had time, maybe she could collect some. She hadn't heard anything from the Cooking Club in a bit, but hopefully she could get a weapon for herself sometime. Anise hadn't thought much about arming herself for most of her stay at Landel's, but with Ion gone she was determined to start making herself more useful. The harder she worked, the sooner she could meet him again. Or she hoped so, at least.

The sack seemed to be stretched at the seams, but it was holding, so Anise placed the doll back in its usual spot, hanging from her shoulders. She then grabbed her flashlight and the metal pipe, and she was all set!

Only she was ready a lot sooner than usual, and ended up waiting several minutes before the last intercom announcement finally came on. With no roommate to chat with, Anise actually listened to the Head Doctor this time. It sounded like he had something pretty nasty in mind for the night. Not like that was anything new, but he sounded kind of creepy talking about it.

The girl cringed when the static grew deafeningly loud. It stopped abruptly, and she heard the click of the door unlocking. That was weird.

But no creepy threats or weirdness were going to slow Anise down, so she quickly shrugged it off and took off into the dark halls.

[gald_digger]

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F11 (after Juri's departure)

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Youko had more questions--a lot more questions--but as her roommate seemed to have business to attend to she didn't feel right asking her to stay and answer them. Besides which, Youko should get to Enki as soon as possible--who knew what kind of danger the kirin could end up in with all the patients, some of whom might truly be crazy, free to roam wherever they wanted.

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F18

[lovelycommand.livejournal.com]

Talana listened to the 'caster's announcement with some confusion. Could this incoherent madman really be the one behind this place? Of course, the idea of it all being run by an actual insane person would explain a lot...Such as the fact that she was apparently to meet a VUX tonight.

A VUX that Zelnick thought he was allies with.

A VUX who apparently invited Zelnick to his room so often that her dear human thought nothing of it...It was enough to make Talana's head hurt. She had to get to the bottom of this, no matter what.

With a decisive nod, signifying her resolve, she grabbed her flashlight -- right where the primer on the bulletin board has said it would be, hah! She'd known reading the board would be a good idea! -- and left the room.

[lovelycommand.livejournal.com]

[in F13]

[per-ardua.livejournal.com]

Nighttime, and Raine still didn't know what was going on with Tamaki; she'd heard he was around, but she hadn't seen him, and he hadn't answered any of the queries on the board that she knew of. He had better have a very good excuse for all of this.

She knew that whatever had happened was probably beyond his control, but that didn't make her feel any better. She wanted to know how he was doing, now.

[1imited-edition.livejournal.com]

[[From F-A Block Hallway. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/631395.html?view=53580643#t53580643)]]

Reinforce drew up to Raine's door and knocked softly. She really hoped she hadn't somehow missed the half-elf...

[[/shortpost >_>]]

[diamondstorm]

Night. Darkness. The doors were unlocked. Renamon stayed motionless for a moment, glancing at her roommate pacing until the woman left. The Digimon had remained silent. She needed to think.

Her wounds were nowhere close to healed, but staying inside to rest, after she lost a day, wasn't an option. She still had her services to render, and on that note, had lost her flashlight the night previous. And wasn't that ironic in its own right? Renamon sighed once, then slowly got up. The light sedative had faded, leaving the pain medication working fine. She wondered vaguely how long it would last.

Slower than normal, she slid on her knuckle and placed the scalpels around her body. The only good thing about the hindering bandages were the extra places to keep weapons. With a wince and a shaky breath, the Digimon steeled herself and walked out the door.

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F15

[scarabspeak.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/631395.html?thread=53546595#t53546595). time warping just to drop off the radios without turning the thread all doomy?]

F15. Jaime glanced around before tapping on the door with his flashlight, his other arm holding the bundle of radios and notebook. Try as he might, he couldn't quite lose the nervous feeling about getting caught sneaking around girl's dorms late at night. Which was lame, seeing it wasn't as though Naoto would be in anything other than the institute's clothing, but... It was late and he was sneaking around the girl's rooms. It was hard not to feel weird.

Re: F15

[trapdetected.livejournal.com]

[odamn, i wrongly assumed you'd drop in the other thread for some reason :|;; oops. /handwaves]

Oh, a knock.

She got up from her spot on the bed, opening the door wider for whichever visitor out of the several she'd be getting tonight. Nobody she recognized, once she looked up at the boy, but the objects he held in his arms were more than enough to give away who he was.

"I take it you're the Jaime from the bulletin," she commented, stepping back to give him room. "You're free to come in."