http://zack-fair.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] zack-fair.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2010-03-23 03:45 am

Night 48: M51-M60 Hallway

[M57]

Having no roommate pretty much sucked. Even if the first guy who'd been in here with him had just slept the whole time, at least there'd been someone else around. It was one small thing to focus on, even if only as a perplexity. Tieria had actually given him someone to talk to after that, but this evening the man had just never shown up. Did that mean he was gone? Or maybe the nurses switched things around sometime. If not, though, that'd make the second roommate of his who'd just up and disappeared.

Was he bad luck or something?

It looked like he had the room to himself for the moment, but that wasn't something Zack liked. He'd prefer to have someone to chat with over dinner, but instead he'd been forced to eat in silence and then scribble in his journal to pass the time. He'd made sure to get a hold of his flashlight before the lights went out, but since that was really the only thing he needed at this point, it wasn't like he'd had to do much preparation.

The announcements from the Head Doc spiced things up a little, but it was hard to care too much when Zack had barely any idea of what the man was going on about. Jill, a rebel... what was all that? Maybe he could ask Aidou, since the kid seemed to be well-informed. If they got the chance, anyway. He didn't know how much effort this task of theirs was going to take, but he'd stay focused on the matter at hand if that was what it came to. He was nothing if not a good soldier, as much as it hurt him to admit these days.

Once Landel was done talking, all Zack could do was wait. He stood in the center of the room and started in on some squats, figuring that he could limber up while he waited for Aidou to arrive. He hoped it wouldn't take too long.
flashyaudacity: (Kaito: confidence man)

From M52

[personal profile] flashyaudacity 2010-04-07 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Before dinner, and before Aidou had arrived back at their room, Kaito had repeated yesterday's change of clothes, with his Institute uniform once again covering Kid's suit after he'd dressed. It was a precaution, he told himself: sure, it was risky running around wearing Kid's trademark clothes with Kudou (and Hattori) around, but at this point? It was more risky not to. If he'd been wearing his suit the night they'd gone for the files, he might not have landed in the mess he was now in.

Then again, if he'd just kept his damn mouth shut, he definitely wouldn't be in this mess.

After dinner and after the lights-out intercom announcements, he gave a nod to Aidou as he left the room, syringes and flashlight at hand but otherwise unarmed.

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Edited 2010-04-07 01:07 (UTC)