damned_institute | Night 48: F21-F30 Hallway

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Night 48: F21-F30 Hallway

When the intercom finished another deliberately vague note, Lana was already standing at her door, flashlight in hand and scalpel securely in her coat pocket. She'd neglected to find out exactly how the doors worked at night, but the general idea was clear. Some time soon, they would open, and she had to be ready the moment they did.

Click. The knob loosened under her hand, and she stepped out into an as-yet empty hallway.

F28 was only two doors down -- no-one else emerged as she walked over to the door. She tucked one hand behind her back and waited for Ema to come out. That she would was inevitable, despite the monsters and Lana's express orders. She would just have to repeat them until Ema listened; Lana couldn't protect her and investigate at the same time.

[for Ema]

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As Falis was not asleep anymore, she cracked an eye and rolled her head back to see her roommate.

"No fucking apologies from you. My choice to get involved," she said slowly, her words slightly slurred. She reached out for Senna's hand. "You fucking die tonight, I'm gonna kill you."

Half-amused, partially regretful, Senna grabbed Falis' hand and squeezed it with a small grin. "Yeah, well that goes double for you, lady. Don't think I won't hear if you're trouble tonight."

With another squeeze, Senna released her roommate's hand, brushing Falis' hair from her face. "Rest well, okay? I'll talk to you tomorrow."

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[[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/839834.html?thread=67411354#t67411354).]]

Hokuto hesitated at the door, then decided not to bother knocking; she usually didn't, and she wasn't going to let herself turn passive now. If someone was changing clothes--well, if it was Falis, she'd seen it all before. If it was Senna, she didn't exactly mind.

"Good evening," she announced, coming in and shutting the door behind her. A look around showed that Senna was gone, but it looked like Falis was possibly asleep. Not like I can stay standing much longer anyway...

Now that was a familiar voice shortly after the door had closed behind Senna. Smiling, Falis rolled from her side onto her back and moved her fingers in an uncoordinated beckon. Eyes clearly showing she'd been drugged, she called to Hokuto. "C'mere pretty girl."

Hokuto smiled faintly and came over, lying down and curling up with her girl. This was what she needed right now. "Hi..." She moved to put her head on Falis' shoulder, wanting to be close to her without hurting either of them.

"Careful... Been a while since I been like this," Falis mumbled, wrapping the arm on her good side about Hokuto.

"Feel better?"

Saying yes felt like a betrayal to Subaru; it made no sense and she knew it, but there wasn't much logic to grief. So, she murmured "The painkiller wore off, but I wouldn't take any more." Her excuse was that she didn't like the way it made her feel; while true, she also felt like she deserved to be in pain. As soon as she had the strength, she'd be kicking herself for that later.

But, being in Falis' arms really did make her feel a little better. Being with someone she loved helped even when she couldn't say it.

"Normally I'd tell the vultures to fuck off about their poisons, but even I gotta say it'd been stupid of me to not take it," Falis replied. "Makes it hard to think, though."

Which is exactly why it took her about a minute to realize that Hokuto just admitted to being injured. "You hurt?"

"Stabbed in the chest by monster claws last night--not sure how bad before healing." She wasn't sure how bad it was now, either; for all she knew the monster had cracked her ribcage, too. She did remember the moment of impact, of feeling blood run down her chest, but it was a blank after that.

Then again, for all she knew she hadn't needed healing; she had yet to look at the wound, but when she blacked out it might have been purely from shock or pain.

Somehow Falis managed a bit of a growl. "I'll fucking kill it," she stated, despite how much she really wasn't capable of it.

She then gently moved her hand to Hokuto's chest. "Lemme see..."

"It's all taped up." Besides that, she was wearing several layers that would make it hard to access her chest (although the blouse did button up) and she didn't want to move. If she had her way about it, they weren't moving for the rest of the night.

...Some night off THIS is.

"Oh."

Falis still lightly rest the palm of her hand on Hokuto's chest, taking in as best she could the extent of the bandaging.

"What was it?"

"Nothing I'd seen before--I don't know the name. It had claws for hands." Hokuto shivered a little and snuggled in closer; this outfit still wasn't as warm as she liked when she wasn't up and about. Or maybe that was just because she was still in really bad shape.

I'll probably be useless tomorrow night, too, she thought sourly. This really sucked.

"That really doesn't help. You have any idea how many beasties have claws for hands?"

Feeling Hokuto shiver, Falis moved her arm from around the girl and groped for her sheet, one foot pushing it out from underneath her legs. "You cold, pretty girl?"

"I didn't get a good look--everything happened so fast." She'd just been trying to find a good place to hit it; she thought she remembered Kratos yelling something, but her main memory of the night was of getting hit; it felt like she'd merely been punched in the chest, except she knew, she knew, in the second before she felt the blood soaking into her shirt that she was hurt so much worse than that.

In answer to the question, "Yeah... I guess I never noticed how cold it gets at night." It was a feeble attempt at a joke; they usually didn't get the chance to get cold when they stayed in.

"Who were you with last night?"

The cover was finally grabbed and pulled haphazardly over them both. "And, yeah, it does get a little cold," Falis said, brushing her lips across her girlfriend's.

Uh-oh. Even in her current state of mind, Hokuto knew she might want to avoid answering that one. "Doesn't matter--it was my own fault."

She kissed Falis back, then snuggled against her again. The extra warmth helped; maybe they could just fall asleep together.

"I don't care if it was your own fault or not. I want to know. Maybe they can tell me more about the beastie."

A true statement. Yes, Falis had other reasons, ones Hokuto was smart enough to pick up on, but she did want to know what monster hurt the girl.

Hokuto tried, but she couldn't think of a way around answering. At least she was reasonably certain the previous night's teammates could handle whatever her girlfriend had to say to them. "Hitsugaya-taichou again, and a soldier I don't know well--Kratos. I forget his family name."

There's a field trip tomorrow, isn't there? Great, just when she could barely walk... her legs were fine, she was just weak, so hopefully she'd be up to moving under her own power again.

Falis made note of the names. She wasn't feeling up to threatening them physically, but she could at least make it very clear that there would be issues if Hokuto was injured while in their care.

"Ok. I think I know Kratos from a bit back." Falis closed her eyes. "Fuck it, pretty girl. I ain't moving so you're stuck here with me. No fucking blaming me if I fall asleep."

"We're all tired," Hokuto murmured. As wonderful as it was to be together like this, they were both in miserable shape. Maybe they'd feel better if they actually slept for a while.

I hope I get an outfit I like tomorrow.

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