Nightshift 41: Entry Room

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Kibitoshin stepped into the room, hope renewed. It looked like some kind of reception area if the two desks on either side of him were anything to go on, both absolutely pristine as though everything had been tidied away only seconds before he'd stepped into the room. On top of that there were enough doors here to keep him busy for hours yet. But the Kaioshin's efforts were focused rather further away than reconnaissance; at the end of the room were a pair of wide double doors, and beyond them was the outside. A little giddy, he hurried towards them, reached out, pulled, and-

- nearly wrenched his hand out of its socket. They were locked! Kibitoshin stared at them blankly for several moments, as though they would spring open if he willed it hard enough. Once it became apparent that his night was going to continue being so very distinctly free of miracles he sighed and dropped his hand. "Of course they're locked. That would be way too easy..."

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[dahliahasthorns.livejournal.com]

...

Well then.

She pushed herself away from the wall once Guy 1 came back and nodded her head at his question, adverting her eyes from the action in front of her. Anything to protect her poor sensibilities~ By chance, her sight caught onto 1's shoulder and she gasped.

Blood. He was actually bleeding. It wasn't enough for Dahlia to believe any of this wasn't just a huge joke, but it was a good push in that direction, anyway.

"We need to get you looked at right away. It's the least we can do after you risked yourself to save us..."

[mister-fine.livejournal.com]

Apollo had only been able to watch as the thing attacked the man who'd tried to fight it off, horrified that it had actually cut him. The realization that it was armed and likely not afraid to kill any of them washed over him like a bucket of ice water. It was all he could do to keep himself from being paralyzed in place.

They needed to get out of here. But he couldn't exactly just turn tail and run, either. Not unless they were all together, because he definitely wasn't going to leave anyone behind.

Suddenly, he was distracted by some newcomers calling out to their assailant, and Apollo wasn't sure whether to feel relieved that they might be saved, or bothered by the idea that those people could wind up getting hurt. He couldn't dwell on that for long, though. Before he knew it, their attacker's attention had been drawn away from them (rightfully so, since someone had just thrown a flashlight at its head). It left them to go fight the new group of patients. Apollo didn't get the chance to see the crack on its face, as he quickly turned back toward the injured man, swallowing hard at the sight of the blood.

"A-are you okay?!" he anxiously asked him. Well, it was obvious he wasn't, but what else was he supposed to say? Still, the woman was right -- they needed to get him looked at if they could. "We should get out of here before that thing decides to come back for more."

[bitpartgod.livejournal.com]

"It was nothing, really! I was just doing my job is all." Protecting people all over the universe was his duty no matter where he was, right? Even so, he couldn't stop a proud smile from spreading across his face. It wasn't often people got concerned about him.

"Anyway, this thing's nothing I can't take care of myself." He hoped- but what if he couldn't heal anymore? The wound may not have been all that deep in spite of the blood but it still hurt an awful lot, and if he couldn't even fix something like that... "C'mon, let's go."

Lifting the beam of his flashlight (it was a miracle he still had it with him- what else was he supposed to cling to for dear life?) towards the door he made his way out, continuously glancing back over his shoulder to make sure the other two were following.