inherited: (right. right. he rode a keyblade.)
Riku ([personal profile] inherited) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2010-03-23 12:01 am

Night 48: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

[from here]

Another hallway, which meant that he needed to slow his steps to a jog and turn on his flashlight. His light shifted over the walls quickly, up, down, around him, and even toward the floor, as if little black heads with yellow beady eyes would suddenly pop out and attack him. Though he didn't have any idea what most of the monsters looked like here, Riku doubted that he would see anything like the heartless. They may have the Darkness to change Kairi completely, but it didn't seem like the type of thing they would use against their patients. Making them into heartless would only be useful in the situations where Nobodies might be involved. Some people here might be strong in heart, much like Sora had been, much like Kairi had been, but he doubted that would be the intended result of their experiments. No, they were probably going for something else.

But what?

Riku shook his head uncertainly before he picked up his pace again. Nothing seemed to be clear. Not even the Darkness of this place seemed like that Darkness, even as he tried to see if it was the same way. But with every aspect of him feeling relatively weaker, it was no surprise he couldn't really check, couldn't really differentiate to tell for certain. He also knew there was a possibility that his senses were weakened. That would slow him down more, but they didn't bother to remove his experience or knowledge. Those were still things Riku pocketed and kept. They were what would help him help his friends.

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nobleman: (you're working so hard.)

[personal profile] nobleman 2010-03-25 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
[From here.]

It made sense that the hallway was empty, since some time had already passed. Guy didn't think they'd hung around by Asch's room (or his old room, as the case might be) for too long, but every second counted.

On the other hand, the free hallway meant that he got an easy chance to get Luke acquainted with where everything was. As he took a right out of the block, Guy pointed forward with his flashlight. "We'll be making two more rights and then heading down the hallway parallel to this one in order to get to where we're going. There are four room blocks in total, three for males and one for females." Guy was just waiting to Luke to make some joke about that last fact. When it came down to it, he really was relieved that the females were outnumbered here, although the trade-off was the nurses. They were, however, aware of his condition, and kept their distance accordingly. It was one small thing he could be thankful for.

[identity profile] replicatedorder.livejournal.com 2010-03-26 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I guess this isn't the place to start up any romances," Luke remarked, starting toward their next hall already. He'd wasted enough time with moping and complaining. As much as it was still on his mind, he knew he needed to keep going. Guy's continued movement was enough of an indication of that. "And I bet it makes it even easier for you, too." He found it easy to smile about that, at least, in comparison to other things. The smile itself felt a little forced and awkward, but he knew how to make lighter statements even at the darkest of times. It was something that managed to keep their group together as they struggled throughout Auldrant.

"Then again," he went on thoughtfully, "that might not stop you, after all. You do love women, don't you, Guy?" It was mocking and teasing, easy enough, but also not sincere as he'd like. He was working on it, and they were turning into the next hallway, anyway.

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