http://quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2010-01-02 10:02 am

Night 46: Main Hallway, 1-West

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Beatrix had walked this path to the Sun Room so many times, she could do it in complete darkness. Which was exactly what she was doing. Knowing the way, there was little need for light as it would only draw creatures and other unwanted attention. Silently counting her steps, at the right number, the assassin headed left and down the hallway.

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[identity profile] wantsyourzex.livejournal.com 2010-01-06 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sadly no, it's still beyond me for the most part. Unnecessarily complicated, if you ask me..." If anything, at least some idle chitchat felt somewhat familiar, even if this was a strange and possibly dangerous place to do it. "I think they were supposed to be coming from M55..." If he remembered correctly, anyway. "I didn't see him while coming down this way. I'm concerned he may have been taken for the studies they do here..."

If that was the case, was rescue even possible? No, surely he could be of some assistance to him...

[identity profile] mateswithnobody.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Only if you're used to eating with your hands..." Donna commented out of habit, then realized what she'd said and felt sorry enough to try and correct that, "I mean, that's all right if you do where you from. Might not even have 'hands' after all... but don't worry. It's not like anyone human didn't have to learn to use them either. You'll get the hang of it."

At least in going back and forth between what amounted to table-talk and matters that involved the night, talking in the hallway like this was relevant to a planned course of action. "Studies..." Donna repeated. She knew about those from the bulletin, and the announcement had said something about it being tonight as well. If someone Donna had been waiting for suddenly turned up missing on one of those night, she'd be worried too. "Well... you'll never know what happened by just chatting it up in a hallway," Donna nodded, feeling a bit confident. She had set out tonight to do something, and helping Zex find a missing friends sounded like just the thing! "Come on, let's see if we can't find this friend of yours. If you're not so sure on his room, then how about a guess about where those study things happen, hm?"

[identity profile] wantsyourzex.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I didn't have hands before, thus why they're so confusing to me now..." ZEX glanced around, and something leapt out from the darkness at him. He took a step back instinctually, and the thing brushed by his side before vanishing again. Another sharp sting there... no, it was probably his imagination. These things couldn't hurt him; they were just hallucinations.

ZEX looked back to Donna, taking a moment to catch his breath. "I'd guess that they probably take them upstairs... I know they take the special counseling victims to the third floor, but perhaps there are hints to be found on the second." ZEX couldn't remember anything between when he'd been taken to his room and when he'd woken up in the chair, which was frustrating beyond belief. He'd always thought that he'd be one of those who remembered, but he was just as much in the dark as any of the other humans who'd suffered that way. "I think it's worth investigating, anyway."

[identity profile] mateswithnobody.livejournal.com 2010-01-08 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
No hands, huh? That must've been... insteresting... "How did you eat the--" she started, but then paused and helf up a hand, "No, wait, better to tell me that later." Or possibly never since Donna had the odd feeling that she didn't want to know.

"But anyway... I was planning on heading upstairs myself. Since we're heading in the same direction, how about we help each other?" she suggested, giving him a pat on the shoulder. It was good to travel in groups, and Donna not onloy felt for the guy, but could always use an extra hand.

[identity profile] wantsyourzex.livejournal.com 2010-01-08 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
"It's been difficult adapting." If Donna wanted to hear the rest later, he'd be glad to explain the diffences in more depth, but this wasn't the best place to be standing at night.

He couldn't help a smile of relief when he heard that they were heading in the same direction. Marvelous! He could always use the company around here, particularly now that he had these imaginary things following and harrassing him. It made it awfully difficult to concentrate. "Ah, that sounds ideal, actually. I was hoping to find someone who'd come with me... there's safety in numbers after all." And traveling with someone who didn't mind touching him was also a bonus, hmm.

[identity profile] mateswithnobody.livejournal.com 2010-01-09 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd bet."

Donna could just imagine how she'd fare in a different body where you had to eat differently. Thankfully she'd never had to... she didn't know... stuff food into what she considered to be her armpits or something. Lovely though that image was.

Smiling at his positivity, Donna pulled her hand away and looked towards the closest set of stairs, "Right then. Shall we?" she suggested, but then took charge of their small little group and stepped off towards the stairs.