Night 47: Autopsy Room 1

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Thankfully, the door had been unlocked; otherwise she would have looked like an idiot. Mele stumbled, and found herself leaning against a nearby wall, frowning at the floor.

She stayed there a moment, and then finally blinked and looked up, sweeping the flashlight across the room. At least it wasn't as cold in here. But those tables...why did they need lights on top? What did they do in here? Some kind of torture, probably, she thought as she went over to the cabinets. What she found in them didn't dissuade that theory. It wasn't comforting to be right.

The flashlight flickered. Why was it doing that? Mele smacked it against her palm, and held it up to see if it had broken. She had no idea how this thing even worked.

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As Tenzen followed Mele through the door, he noticed the temperature shifting back to one that was somewhat normal. He still had to wonder how (and why) such drastic temperature shifts were possible.

It would seem the other group had not followed them; they had either remained in the colder room or had chosen the second door, but that hardly mattered. Tenzen returned his attention to the room at hand. It was pitch black, but his torch illuminated the area enough to see what it contained. Three tables with lights hanging above them only told the ninja that any corpses stored in cabinets were there for a reason, though he couldn't imagine what anyone would want to do with a corpse. Other than creating death masks for ninja with mimicking abilities, or putting them up for display to serve as bait in other cases, corpses were usually dumped into bushes near a road or - if they were lucky - buried. Unless you wanted to avoid attention, cleaning up bodies was hardly a job for a ninja, after all.

He briefly wondered if he'd also find himself in one of those cabinets if he'd die and come back while still trapped in this prison, though the thought was soon disregarded. It was of no importance, especially because he could not be certain if the creature he shared his body with was still able to revive him.

Tenzen approached one of the cabinets and rummaged through it's contents. He found various tools, some he could not even identify, yet they only confirmed his suspicions that something was done to the corpses brought in this room. Cutting them up, most likely, if the knifes indicated anything. However, the small blades could at least serve a purpose, so Tenzen did not hesitate to take a number of them.

And suddenly, a torch began to flicker. Dark eyes glanced into Mele's direction. "Something wrong with your torch?" he asked.

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"How would I know?" Mele replied grumpily, shaking the thing. It took her all of three minutes to remember they ran on batteries. Maybe it was just running out of power.

...She was not going to run around in the dark if that was the case. "Hey! Ya—k...Yakitori! Look for some batteries, will you?" Mele shined her flickering light around the cabinet partition she was searching through, and then moved on to the next, taking care not to glance back and look at the tables. It shouldn't bother her so much, but she wasn't going to sabotage herself by daring herself to stare at them, either.

Ow! Mele stared at her finger as blood welled up around a cut, and then glared at the offending metal instrument thing.

LAST TIME I SWEAR! orz

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This woman...was she mocking him?! Tenzen was not quite certain what to be pissed at first; the fact she was ordering him around like this or what it was that she had chosen to call him. His teeth clenched and he shot her a glare that may have been capable to make Mele combust spontaneously were such a thing possible. She was even more infuriating than Oboro-sama's incompetence!

Though he hardly had an idea of what these 'batteries' even were....

"You damned woman. Do not order me around while using such silly names," he said through clenched teeth. Then again, the woman already annoyed Tenzen enough that he wouldn't have accepted such a thing regardless. He was of the ten chosen Iga, doing so was laughable.

Yakitori...where did she even--

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Mele's flashlight was averted, but a glare of such destructive proportions was pretty hard to miss. Mele turned to grin cheekily. "Is 'Yaku-chan' any better?" she asked in mock concern, holding her hand close to her chest so she wouldn't jab it on anything else while her attention was elsewhere.

"And anyway, my light's going. If it goes out completely, I really will have to stick by you. Unless that's what you want," she added cheerfully, glancing at her finger again and turning back to the cabinet. It was getting hard to tell in the flashlight's rapidly-diminishing beam, but this was a knife, wasn't it? A really thin, un-useful-looking thing, but it'd drawn blood. Mele carefully slipped it into her pocket. Though what it would do against an axe.... "So help me."

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Tenzen clenched his teeth, but chose not to take the bait.

"As I recall, you are the one that began following me around even before your torch began acting strangely," Tenzen answered. Meaning there was little sense in helping her find these so-called 'batteries' to begin with; unless the ninja decided to use her as target practice for knife-throwing, he was stuck with her obnoxious behavior for the remainder of the night.

After a moment, his lips twisted into a smirk: "Though if you keep this up, I might begin to draw other conclusions..."

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"Doesn't make a difference now, does it?" Mele replied, kneeling to look at the next shelf down, careful not to let the weird-looking knife in her pocket jab her in the hip. "It's already done. I was talking about the future." In, say, a few minutes. The flashlight was dimming fast. And these were all metal instruments; the chance of any batteries in here, already slim to begin with, was nearing zero. Tch.

"What other conclusions?" Mele asked distractedly, shaking the flashlight.

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"So I am to assume you were planning to head elsewhere if your torch hadn't began acting strangely?" Tenzen countered. "That hardly seems believable." Not that he knew what he was supposed to be looking for, but the ninja didn't plan to admit such a thing. Though it would seem these torches needed it sooner or later...Hnn...

He purposely ignored the second question. Clarifying what he had meant with 'conclusions' was of no importance.

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"Nope. But if this thing dies, I won't have a choice," Mele pointed out. Just as her light died. She shook it, but it didn't come back on again. Cursing, she turned to squint into the darkness for Yakushiji's. Palming the little knife again, she got up to walk over, "And anyway, what were you looking for in here?" Did it have something to do with that 'conclusions' thing he was talking about before. What the hell did that have to do with—

Uh. ...Maybe the 'Yaku-chan' had been a little too familiar. It'd been an insult. An insult! "And I followed you because you've been up here before. Nothing to do with anything else!" she huffed, exasperated.