damned_institute | Nightshift 22: M21

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Nightshift 22: M21 - M30 Hallway

Xemnas' plan to get information from his roommate turned out to be a failure, as his roommate didn't even show up. Instead, he decided to gather information by investigating the room he was in. He had stumbled on various items which were quite out of place for an institute such as this. Journals and pens, he could understand. But a flashlight? Or a radio?

Xemnas suspected this institute wasn't as it seemed to be. It was rather unfortunate that none of his subordinates could explain the details before they were escorted back to their respective rooms. Xemnas had hoped he could receive information from his roommate, but that too had failed.

The Superior's suspicions were confirmed as soon as he heard the announcement over the intercom. The way this man spoke was quite enough to confirm anything. A complete contrast from the announcements during the day. Such a happy facade they held up, but for who?

He noted the hallway was completely shrouded in darkness. Surely, other doors must've been unlocked as well, but he didn't hear a sound. Not even footsteps. Just his own breathing.

Confirming there weren't any direct threats, Xemnas carefully stepped out in the hallway, closing the door quietly behind him.

[ Wondering off to here ]

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"It will be given," Noah responded, making note of the pens that the youngest boy was throwing and swinging the rapier once again, the blood from the dragons slinging off in fast droplets. In was luck that the amounts of gore had confused the insects, and they could do nothing more than a few lacerations here and there, which was nothing close to life-threatening, even if the pinpricks of pain were becoming more of an annoyance. He was sorry to offer no more thanks than that to the escaping man. It was nothing like a broadsword or a swallow and obviously meant for Larsa's hand, but beggars could certainly not be choosers.

The weapon had good range, and easily slapped the creatures along the walls, severing tails and wings from their body as well as raining a particularly unpleasant amount of juice on himself. He could not ask for better partners either, and was thankful that the lord had infact listened, and seemed very safe as the swarm was concerned mainly with himself and the boy next to him. It just went to show that one certainly could not judge a book by its cover.

He'd have more time to worry over the appropriate gestures of thanks for the unnamed man who had left, as the swarm was quickly falling, and the panic that ran through its ranks was only serving as an advantage to the patients.

"'Tis the utmost pleasure to have met you, Kaoru. Your brother, he cares much of you as I've seen from his actions." Larsa gently smiled, though tilted his head when the redhead seemed to have grown even more troubled by something. At first the child presumed it was for his brother, but that next question, layered thick with shame, was what caught his attention. And just like that the pieces fit together.

"Is that what troubles you...?" Taking one last glance at the group and the dying swarm, the young Lord knelt before Kaoru.

"The truth is we ought not call all battles our own. There will be times where me must stand back from our allies." Sometimes it was a painful task to just sit there helpless, as he himself experienced over a year ago. But even then he had to remain strong for those he supported.

"However, having faith in those you care for is hardly useless. And, though it was not an original intent, you kept me company as well." And with that Larsa's smile returned, standing up from his knelt position and wiped the dust off his pants. He then offered his hand out for Kaoru to help him off the floor.

"But there will be times where you stand to fight and protect your loved ones. For now we must not take for granted those who would do the same for us." Larsa gestured over to Honey and Gabranth, sighing in relief to know that they only suffered minor wounds.

Honey had thrown the last of his pens, but he wasn't worried about this at that point. The last of the swarm was dying out, having turned upon itself. He couldn't help but wonder what the other had meant by expecting a return on the investment, but that, too, wasn't his biggest concern. The injuries that he sustained didn't matter, either, despite the fact the bite marks on both of his arms were still lightly bleeding. While they were painful, he'd suffered worse during training sessions.

As soon as the last of the dragonflies fell, he ran over to where Kaoru and Larsa were standing.

"Kao-chan. Larsa-kun. Are either of you hurt?"

Kaoru gave Larsa a small, but touched, smile. He knew Hikaru cared for him, even if he was getting a little worried he'd start loving someone else just as much. Or more.
"I'm pretty lucky to have him."

The guy had a strange way of talking, a little archaic, and Kaoru couldn't help but think how pleased Tamaki would be to meet him. His actions just made Kaoru even more certain the two would get along.

Kaoru knew Larsa had a very good point. And he knew he had to trust others. But it wasn't that easy to. He cared about the Club and wanted to look after them all. He even wanted to be able to help strangers sometimes. But most of all, he had to protect Hikaru. He wasn't as strong as people thought. And Tamaki, it seemed, couldn't be completely trusted here. He was getting too touchy and serious. He and Hikaru were going to continuously butt heads. Or maybe it was Kaoru's problem. Tamaki had gotten to him so easily.

"We've never had to rely on anyone else before..." he admitted. "I just want to be sure that I can look after my brother."

Kaoru took Larsa's hand and pushed himself up.
"Thanks," he smiled. Although Larsa was weird, he seemed pretty genuine.

Kaoru patted Honey on the head. Poor Honey didn't have Mori. He might be able to kick ass, but Kaoru wondered if he was really feeling that brave deep down. He belonged in the Host Club, legs dangling off the seat as he scoffed down cakes.

"I'm fine. But what about you?" He lifted Honey's arm to inspect it. "We should clean the wounds for a start."

Being nothing of a worry-wart, Noah tried to keep a straight face as he followed Honey to check on Larsa, though he was fully aware that neither the Lord nor his companion had seemed to attain any injuries in the scuffle. The judge was glad for that; being a shield with holes would be wholly irresponsible and useless of him. The insects had been easy enough to dispatch with their easily-caused confusion combined with the minimal amount of damage they caused, but he was still as thankful as ever for the weapon; Larsa would be able to defend himself well if worse came to worst.

Echoing Honey's question, Noah came to Larsa's side. "You are unharmed, my Lord?" It was pointless to ask, but duty and his own paranoia about Larsa's health deemed it essential. He asked the question whilst holding up a fold of his pantleg to clean the rapier - he was unsure of how long the peace would last, and he felt his pessissm in the place was well-placed.

At least one beast - as the swarm could only be seen as one - had been eradicated, though the dent would hardly make a difference.

Looking after his brother. Larsa had to suppress the frown that pined to form over his lips at the thought of his own sibling. There was to be none of that now, or at least while in the company of others.

"'Tis always a pleasure, Kaoru." If there was something that the child always strived for it was the happiness of others, and he would have done everything in his power to coax a smile. So it was a relief to know that he provided some kind of help. And soon enough Honey had come by, checking if either of them were injured even though he himself had sported a few bites on his arms.

"Neither of us were harmed thanks to yours and Gabranth’s efforts, Honey-kun." And of course Larsa mentally thanked Adelheid for his timing and charity to let them use the rapier for the night. Speaking of which, his guardian came to his side not long after, sporting the same wounds as the other blond.

"Aye, I am..." Without thinking much of it, the young Lord took Gabranth's free hand and pulled it close before lifting his shirt as means to wipe the small droplets of blood that dotted the man's arm. Even though they were minor wounds there was still the possibility of an infection, and Larsa would not have that. Yet as he worked a sudden thought struck him, and gray eyes widened before Larsa whipped his head towards the end of the hallway.

"Penelo...!" What if some monster loomed over her as the swarm did for them? It wasn't hard to notice the worry etched over his face, expressing his discontent at the thought of her wandering alone and unarmed.

Honey breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm really glad neither of you were hurt," he said, smiling at them both. He didn't know who the other person was who helped them in the fight, but he knew he owed him a favor too, for lending them the sword.

The smile on his face quickly faded when Larsa cried out the name Penelo - this was clearly someone he knew and was worried about. "Penelo? I don't know anyone named that...but you shouldn't leave them alone here. We were lucky..." he trailed off.

He took a moment to use his own shirt to wipe away the blood from his own arms. None of the wounds were deep, and none were serious, but he still didn't want to walk around the place covered in blood if he didn't have to.

When he was done, he turned to Kaoru and spoke. "Kao-chan, we should try and find Hika-chan, too...and Tama-chan. You'd wanted us all to have that meeting tonight, right?"

Everyone knew Kaoru cared about his brother and a worried, but he didn't want to look as worried as he did.

"He was supposed to meet me outside my room," he said quietly.
Hikaru was never late for his brother. Never.
"He probably just got side tracked," he continued, smiling suddenly. He was chanting his little 'I'd know if something was wrong' mantra in his head.
"Let's go see if they're waiting for us? If they're not there we'll look for them."

Larsa seemed worried about someone too. This place was great for splitting people up, wasn't it? No wonder Tamaki was making as many friends as he could, even if he didn't realise the benefit.

The judge could not admit that he had remembered the girl; the swarm and deliverance of the weapon had sapped his full attention, and Penelo was not very high on his priorities, though Larsa's obvious liking for her should have been reason enough to mind her well-being. Saying nothing at the spotting of his Lord's cloth on his wounds, he watched with curiousity the appearance of immediate concern. When had the girl become important?

"May I suggest we leave post-haste, my Lord?" Though after saying this, he looked over to Honey and Kaoru with appreciation. "I thank you for your aid; your skill with those darts is admirable. I fear we must search for our companion before something similarly ill shadows her. It seems you have your own companions to find - and I wish you what luck I can give with that." Obviously Larsa was in a hurry to return to the Sun Room, and there was no point in long farewells in such a small cage.

Larsa looked between his comrades, a discomforted expression on his face. Though the last thing the child wanted was to leave Honey and Kaoru to fend for themselves, at least he could be comforted by the fact that they would not be alone. Penelo, however, was a different story, and he knew nothing of her condition for the moment.

"That would be for the best, Gabranth." He would not leave without a proper farewell, however. "I pray for your safe journey and for the reunion with your own companions. May fortune favor us all." And with one last smile Larsa turned to his guardian and took his free hand into his own. He braced himself with a deep breath, hoping that nothing else would pop up before they reached the Sun Room, and led Gabranth down the Hallway with his flashlight lighting their path.

((To Here. (http://community.livejournal.com/landels_damned/79032.html)))

"Yeah... See ya later," Kaoru smiled. Larsa was a weird little guy, but... he was nice. As far as outsiders went. And besides the posh speech and the... bodyguard and Lord thing that seemed to be going on (which, really, wasn't that unusual), he was relatively normal. See? Kaoru, unlike Tamaki, could at least make normal friends. Score one for him.

"Come on, let's go find Tamaki and Hikaru. Then we can look for Haruhi!"
He grabbed Honey's wrist, carefully, and set off down the hall to here (http://community.livejournal.com/landels_damned/72522.html?thread=4642634#t4642634).

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