http://constellates.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] constellates.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2009-08-29 07:40 pm (UTC)

F25

Nightshift! And all the fun and games that went with it, with a pleasant little electronic twist that made Alkaid want to rip someone's hair out. Thankfully, her cute (if oddly silent and probably batshit insane) roommate was exempt, if only because she hadn't done anything wrong. Except lie. Which was bad, but... fff, whatever.

No sooner had the intercom started than the pain in the back of her arm came back with a vengeance. Yeah. That pain.

Oh, god fucking dammit. Was the odd hunger back again? Yes, it was. Was her roommate now in immediate danger? Yes, she was. And the impotent fruit cup she was set to meet tonight was probably also in danger, so if he didn't do anything like hug her or hoist her over his shoulder for some ungodly reason, he'd be fine, but... she'd definitely have to keep her distance because now she was a zombie again.

Hmmmph, like she'd even think about getting close to that guy in the first place!

"Gottagoseeyalaterbye," Alkaid mumbled with no hint of explanation as she gathered her cracked wooden bat and her flashlight and ran like hell out that door and down that hallway. No one was in the immediate hallway yet, but she could hear people down the hall, and damn, the urge to hunt them down was kinda sharp...

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