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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[tofindherwings.livejournal.com]

It was a difficult question to answer and to be honest, her own knowledge wasn't that extensive to begin with. She hated having to go on hearsay and secondhand knowledge, especially when involved in what amounted to a briefing. If this had been anything official, she'd have been bracing herself to be berated by Veld or Tseng for not having done enough research. It was just sloppy, not to mention dangerous.

"Well, I do know that when morning comes, you'll find yourself back in bed in the room you woke up in," she said seriously. "I've been here a few days and it's happened every time. Last night I was over near the Sun Room, I was in a different bedroom the night before that, all over the place, and every time I've woken up back in bed. I've heard that people have managed to get over the wall before now, and are still here, so I can only assume that the same is true, although I haven't tried it myself."

[zack-fair.livejournal.com]

So Cissnei had been here a few days, then. That was more or less what Zack had guessed at after hearing about how she'd gotten her weapon, but it was good to have definite confirmation of it. Cissnei had probably already figured out that he was pretty new to this, and yet both of them had been doing a fantastic job of tiptoeing around the whole subject of when they'd last seen each other.

Zack found it odd that they just ended up back in their rooms no matter what happened, and it quickly made him wonder how the institute was doing it. His mind jumped to drugs again, but maybe he was just trying to make it easy on himself. Besides, if that was how it worked, then they would still have to have enough staff to come find them and carry them back to their rooms every morning, which seemed like more trouble than it was worth.

Some sort of warping, then? It seemed pretty out there, but so was coming back from the dead. Still, the main point in all this was that escape was severely hindered by having only a night to get far enough away. And who knew how far "far enough" was?

"Well, we can try it out if you want," Zack replied with a casual shrug of his shoulders. "Or head upstairs, if you think that'll be more worthwhile. You're working off of more intel than I am, so feel free to take charge on this one." Not that Zack was much for following orders anymore, but Cissnei was someone he could trust.

[tofindherwings.livejournal.com]

Cissnei thought that over for a few moments, pondering each one seriously. It would be nice to get out of the building, she had to admit, and there was always the chance that they'd actually manage to escape if they did. Of course she didn't like the thought of leaving her people behind but they might have a better shot of finding things out if they were outside.

Then again, who knew how far away you had to go in order to escape? It could potentially be miles and Zack wasn't armed and they had no supplies. Her pragmatic side which took up far too much of her too often was screaming at her to do the sensible thing. It did have a point.

"I think I'd prefer to head upstairs today. I do want to go outside, but I think it would be better if that waited until we were armed and had medical supplies, maybe food. I'm not sure how far away the nearest town is or if getting there would be any use."

[zack-fair.livejournal.com]

There was something to be said for playing it safe. With no Materia and no weapon other than a flashlight (and he'd come across enough nasty monsters to know that a blunt instrument wasn't going to work against all of them), Zack could see why the Turk wanted to stay inside for now. If they came across some metal he could gather up for the whiz kid who had helped the Turk out, all the better.

"Fine by me," he said with a nod and a glance to the side as he swung his flashlight around, revealing the nearby stairs. It wasn't like they'd have too far to go, either, and they'd already spent way too long standing around and talking. He had to admit that he was surprised they hadn't attracted any monsters already. Then again, it wasn't like they were the only people who were talking in the hallways.

"Up here, then?" he asked, starting to walk toward the stairs. He didn't want to just take the lead when Cissnei had a certain superiority, but he figured they should at least get going in the right direction.

[tofindherwings.livejournal.com]

Cissnei was rather glad that Zack agreed to stay inside for now. Smart as he was, he could, sometimes, be just a bit reckless and sadly, she knew that if he'd wanted to go outside, she would have gone along with him despite the foolishness. She should probably worry more about that attachment to him, but well, Turk loyalty hardly mattered here and she knew to keep her own personal feelings in check.

She should probably mention Aerith at some point, shouldn't she?

"Sounds good to me," she agreed, hurrying after him until she was at his side, matching his stride easily with her shorter but faster steps.

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