Night 43: M-A Block Hallway

[superdynamic.livejournal.com]

[from here]

Suzaku made his way out of his own cell block at a brisk pace, even though he wasn't quite sure he could take Yuffie's presence right now. He didn't want to talk to anyone, least of all have to pretend everything was fine again -- because he didn't want to bother her with the details of his life, and even if he did there was only a limited amount he could tell her. He was sick of pretending.

On the other hand, talking to her reminded him a bit of being with the Student Council. No matter how miserable he felt, he couldn't help relaxing a little around such cheerful people. Even if he hadn't spoken to Yuffie in person, maybe it would help to be with someone so. . . perky. And it would definitely help to beat the shit out of any monsters they ran into outside. He needed to feel like he was doing something proactive, actually accomplishing something useful, and since fighting was the only thing he was good for, he was looking forward to it for once.

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[bprd-fishman.livejournal.com]

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Alone in the dark corridor, Abe finally realized what felt slightly off about his newest "mission". His breathing apparatus was gone, his clingy wetsuit was loose fabric (probably cotton), his eyes were clear, and he was missing approximately a dozen pockets and pouches. All the things they loaded him down with when he normally went out were missing, replaced with the wonderful traits of the land-dwelling human body and a lightness of clothing that made him feel halfway to naked. The bulk was necessary for protection and to cater to his unique physiology, but spending an entire day walking around without it was still nice. The human body had its benefits in its natural environment.

Abe kept his palm pressed to the wall as he walked, reaching out only as far as he could go without outright pain. The information he picked up was so minimal as to be less than useless (something had walked by at some point in time), but ideally it could provide him an early warning system should something dramatic happen nearby.

It would have to be a very quiet dramatic something for him not to notice it with his other senses first, and a dramatic something that was moving very slowly, but it still counted as useful.

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Indy remembered belatedly that he didn't have a description of whoever he was supposed to be meeting. Then again, he figured, could probably pick out the guy carrying a lit torch without taxing his powers of deduction too much. For now, the hall was empty. Indy staked himself out a spot by the door into the larger hallway, tilted the brim of his fedora up slightly for better visibility, and waited.

sorry for the repost. I saw a spelling error. :<

[piggy-king.livejournal.com]

Porky finally arrived at the appointed meeting place, expecting to see a flurry of activity. Instead, all he saw was a single man, standing there looking around for someone else. It didn't take Porky long to figure out that he was the brainiac that had solved all the riddles, and even if he wasn't, it wasn't like Porky was going to stick around and wait for him to show up.

"I take it you're the guy who got second place in the riddle contest?" Porky said, a huge grin on his face, "Well, here's your reward! I hope you like it!"

Porky briefly studied the three torches and eventually held out the smallest one. It was a subtle difference, but one that Porky was able to determine. If there was one thing Porky could tell about an object, it was its size, whether it be a piece of cake, a slice of pie, or a...torch. Anyway, Porky was giving him the smallest one and that was that.

[lighthearted]

[From here.]

The hallway being empty wasn't too much of a surprise, and Sora took advantage of the openness by moving across it as quickly as he could. He normally would have fallen into a jog, but he usually did his best to conserve his energy here at Landel's. Then again, the running he'd done with Akihiko earlier had definitely proved that he needed to get into better shape.

Just as Sora was about to break into a light jog, though, he thought he saw something from the corner of his eye. He immediately stopped and spun to face the wall, but there was nothing there. He inhaled and eyed the spot for a few more seconds before giving a shake of his head and continuing, now at a walk. He couldn't pay as close attention to things when he was running, after all.

[lighthearted]

[To here.]

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Pausing by the door from the hallway outside his room, Doumeki peered through the next door, glancing up and down the hallway. There were a few people around, but no one he felt inclined to approach, just yet.

The situation was more than strange. He kept seeing flitting images in his peripheral vision, turning his head to look at them off and on, brows furrowing, but he could never seem to catch them.

Disturbing. Maybe the innate abilities in his blood weren't active, as he'd been expecting all day.

Ignoring that fact, for the moment, since it didn't seem terribly useful yet, he headed towards the door of the hallway.

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[yourtravelagent]

[from here]

He'd taken the flashlight, scissors, and scalpels. No point carrying everything around tonight. He was going to M92, not a slumber party.

Wright had been the only soul he'd managed to talk to before taking a nap. He wanted to make sure nothing had happened. Manny felt like he owed it to the guy; after the amount of concern he had shown that day he'd slept through the field trip, he got the feeling that Phoenix Wright was a man he could trust.

[yourtravelagent]

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[number1smiley.livejournal.com]

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The hallway was empty when Teresa entered it. Still, her hand strayed up to the cloth-wrapped end of the frame sticking over her shoulder. The youma presence was not in this hallway, but she didn't like it being so empty. Wouldn't there be people in this sector of the barracks?

Deciding they were relatively safe, Teresa's hand dropped back to her side. "M35?"

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Euphy simply nodded, hoping the faint embarrassed blush staining her cheeks wouldn't be too visible in the darkness, and followed Teresa into the hallway. "Yes, M35," she said. "Thank you. I really appreciate this," she said, turning the corner into the hallway.

[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/706079.html) once Lulu's posted.]

[guardiancomplex.livejournal.com]

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Touya rounded the corner of his own room, privately happy that Yukito's room was so close to his, relatively. Though the thought scared him a little, he tried not to chalk it up to his apparent stalker-tendencies. It had to be normal to be happy your friend lived so close, right?

Right...?

[guardiancomplex.livejournal.com]

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[remnantsofflame.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/702380.html?thread=57933740#t57933740)]

Asch made his way down the hall toward the other patient block. He hoped that ZEX remembered to wait for him. Not that he intended to take long with Alfred, but it would be annoying if his plans were completely ruined.

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[girlsandgadgets]

[From here.]

Edgar shined his light down the corridor, noting other people moving in the darkness. His roommate had been right- they did give the prisoners a chance to escape. The master of this game must be enjoying himself, if he had this many participants.

To the right was a dead end; to the left was a door. What better way to find out what was behind it than to take a look?

[girlsandgadgets]

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[spandexorgtfo.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/703812.html?thread=57978692#t57978692)]

Kratos breezed down the hallway, eyes darting back and forth looking for signs of potential trouble. It was a mostly paranoid action: he'd gone down this hallway for nearly two weeks without any interruption on his way to the clinic.

The flash of a door he'd never seen before almost made him pause, but he let it slide: he rarely went in this direction; it was perfectly normal for the "scenery" to be unfamiliar.

[spandexorgtfo.livejournal.com]

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[liveforthispart.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/699228.html?thread=57842012#t57842012)]

Um. Okay. He was away from Blue for now, so maybe Kanji should be concentrating on where the hell he was going. ...Maybe he should have looked at his stupid map thing before heading out. Too late now. And he wasn't keen on the idea of going back for it. He'd have to just go along and make it up as he goes.

He could handle himself. Nothing to be worried about. It was just a goddamn hospital where people died. And there were monsters. Yeah, he was freaking peachy.

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[human-sponge.livejournal.com]

Other than Peter, there were only two other men in the hallway: both were blond, one looked about high school age while the other was a bit older, somewhere between his age and Nathan's. Peter glanced at them briefly as he moved toward the door that would take him out of this patient block and into the institute proper.

He had to admit that it was a huge relief to have his shovel back after last night. It hadn't been fun being stuck unarmed like that, and he was glad he wouldn't have to be tackling any zombies anytime soon. Speaking of which, it didn't look like there were any around so far. He wasn't hearing screaming in the halls, which hopefully meant that they were in the clear.

Just the normal monsters to worry about. Great.

That only reminded him that his brother could be dog food if he didn't pick up the pace, and so Peter quickly swept through the door.

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[ryuuzaki]

[from here]

So far, the Institute was not living up to its reputation. Other patients seemed to be moving quietly through the hall, and he noted the location of the bathroom door. He wondered what Howell would have to show him tonight. Magic, he thought. He seemed sane enough while I was talking to him. Sometimes it is not readily apparent -- there must be a serious stressor to cause a breakdown -- but in his case -- no, apart from those claims, I would not doubt his stability.

He reached the door to the main hall, and exited through it, looking both right and left.

[To here.]

[vayu-pavana.livejournal.com]

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Gale kept his eyes on those around him. They way someone wandered about he could tell they'd been in this place long enough to know where they were headed. Others were bungling about nervously, others still were jumping at their own shadow as if expecting it to leap up and devour them.

His stomach growled, and he kept going.

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[denied-future.livejournal.com]

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Now that he was outside of his room, the question was what he should do. Last night had been a matter of fetching a weapon and staying alive, while the one before that had been focused on following Sousuke and Miku's lead. Neither were cases he could do again (save for the 'staying alive' part).

Then, a brief memory flitted through his mind--the file rooms. Sousuke had advised against learning about what lies exactly the Institute had made for one, for the sake of holding onto the truth, but Rey'd already dismissed said advice. As painful as remembering could be, forgetting would be even worse. He had always known that, and always would.

With that, he decided his destination for the night.

[denied-future.livejournal.com]

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[phasings]

[from here]

Almost there!

She just had to make it to the next hallway, and she'd be home free! Kind of. Sort of. Maybe... Well, she wouldn't have to go through anymore creepy hallways alone, at any rate.

There was a flicker of... something again, this time to her right. Kitty decided to ignore it as best she could, and instead broke into a brisk jog. She wasn't going to let a few weird... happenings scare her. At least not more than she already was. Things would be better once she wasn't by herself.

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[degozaruyo.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/703812.html?thread=58090820#t58090820).]

Kaoru was, as always, the first order of business. He'd left early enough that the others wouldn't have to wait long while he collected her. And after that? Who knew. Homura's note had been even vaguer than normal, though the rurouni remembered something about the morgue. Did that meant that they were supposed to meet up there?

[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/703548.html?thread=58095676#t58095676).]

[dual-worlds.livejournal.com]

((From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/702380.html?thread=58098092#t58098092).))

It was unfortunate his conversation with Gabriel had not provided anymore information concerning their odd similarities, the obviously deliberate room assignment, or the fact the Enterprise was well-known where he was from. Perhaps Gabriel would be more composed the next time they met -- not only was seeing him in such distress unsettling for a variety of reasons, but it made engaging in any productive conversation rather difficult.

But there was little time to dwell on such matters now that night had fallen. Although he had yet to encounter any of the zombie creatures from the previous night, Spock had already noticed something most peculiar about the hallway he was traveling through: namely, the glimpses of doors, pipes and walls that seemed to flash before his very eyes. Spock was fairly certain his eyes were functioning normally, which opened up the question of why this was occurring in the first place. Perhaps it was somehow tied with the apparent malfunction of the I.R.I.S. system?

Regardless, this was all the more reason to meet with Captain Kirk and Mr. Chekov as soon as possible. Flashlight in hand, Spock calmly proceeded to make his way out of his assigned patient block.

((To here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/703215.html?thread=58165487#t58165487).))

[darwinism]

[ From here. ]

The quiche, despite its dubious origins, did wonders to calm Sylar's nerves. Then again, the hallway helped with that too: dark, dank, and familiar in a way that comforted him rather than making him feel things he didn't want to.

He shoved the last chunk of the food into his mouth and chewed on it as he surveyed the area. Looked like Spock had gone on ahead; it seemed he did already have plans – probably with his Enterprise crewmates. Sylar was glad for it, and even though he wasn't quite sure where he was going, he knew he'd have to get into the main hall to get there.

So he headed through the next door, feeling better with every step.

[ To here. ]

[haplesstracker.livejournal.com]

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Ugh. Plenty of voices and footsteps now, not nearly as comfortable or isolated as he would have liked. Scourge walked quickly, not bothering to muffle his footsteps under the haze of noise made by the other prisoners.

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[world-makeover.livejournal.com]

Dist wasn't entirely sure where he intended on going. Ideally he'd be able to find Jade, but he had no idea which room he was in so he'd just have to wing it. This particular hallway didn't appear to have anything interesting in it, so he continued on his way.

[feartehreaper.livejournal.com]

There was an obvious lack of people in sight here, which was both a relief and slightly disconcerting, though on second thought not so surprising. A connecting hall with no rooms probably held a lack of interesting reasons to be there, aside from passing through or perhaps waiting for someone, though the dark made the last not very appealing even to Haseo... even now with people with accompanying him, although of course he wouldn't admit something stupid like that.

"Uh, so," he started, pausing for just a moment. "I've been wondering about this. What have you been telling told others about our... situation?" As if to demonstrate, he turned the knife he had over in his hand, without the slightest bit of effort. "I think that most of the people here seem to be in the original bodies. Or rather, there really isn't anyone else in the same position."

[cannotlogout.livejournal.com]

There was an uncomfortable silence as they walked, just the sound of their footsteps on the floor and... Tsukasa looked up startled as the intercom came on, static fizzing throughout the message barely coherent. "It is binary I think," he replied softly. He felt like he should make notes of it, but it was going too quickly to remember and he probably wouldn't be able to translate it anyway.

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[lady-general.livejournal.com]

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Celes stopped inside the first Men's Block and put a hand against the wall. She'd walked off suddenly, of course, but she had to trust that Brainiac would follow along after her.

And she needed those few precious seconds to regain her bearing and composure. It would be a long night tonight; she couldn't drain herself emotionally if she wanted to accomplish anything.

[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

Brainiac 5 followed slowly, his foot still too painful for him to put his full weight on, so he was grateful that Celes wasn't moving too quickly for him to keep up. Now he just had to hope that Luxord hadn't decided to follow as well--

PaSSWOrd rECEiVED... PrROcESSiNG... pROcESSing... aCCeEPTEd.

The intercom again, but this time the announcement was followed by something else... Binary? He paused, leaning against the wall to steady himself as the message echoed out through the Institute, interspersed with garbled English as well that meant he had to concentrate more to pull out and translate the binary. It was almost second nature, thanks to his Coluan nature and past experiences with constructing the Legion's mainframe, and Brainiac 5 hoped that whatever the broadcast meant would shed some light on the truth behind the Institute...

Unfortunately that didn't seem to be the case.

His brow furrowed slightly. "This doesn't make any sense..." he murmured, then shook his head. He'd consider it later, when he wasn't struggling to follow another patient down a dark hallway, his mind split with trying to see if they were being followed or not and if he could trust this woman. He'd have the data later, after all.

A few more limping steps, and he'd caught up with where Celes was waiting by the wall. "Is this where you wanted to talk?" he asked carefully.

[per-ardua.livejournal.com]

[[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/699758.html?thread=58711662#t58711662).]]

Just after Raine had walked deeper into the building, the ground shook so violently she would have thought it was an earthquake... if not for the boom accompanying it. Biting back a gasp, she turned back and ran for the doorway; she knew what to do. The floor shook again before she got there, but the real reason she nearly fell was because her knees had gone weak. Being in a building this big that was under siege was never good.

What's happening? she wondered, clutching her makeshift staff so tightly her knuckles were going white. Is this rescue, or...? Better to assume it wasn't, because the last thing she needed was to get her hopes up.

She considered running for the front door, but depending what was going on, inside might actually be safer. If I just knew what this was FROM--!

The last big explosion rocked the building so hard she nearly fell. Grabbing the doorway to keep upright, she did her best to figure out the source of the blasts. It sounded directly overhead, so running might be a good idea after all...

[nevergray.livejournal.com]

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Rorschach passed quickly, a sweeping presence in the darkness of the hallway. He had a vague idea of where to go after passing this area of the Institute.