Night 49: F21-F30 Hallway

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Sleep studies. Emergency reconstruction. The doctor's first message was just as ominous as his second, and once again Aigis felt herself dealing with a rush of sudden, burning emotions. She had to stay seated for a moment, biting her bottom lip, just trying to cool down. With her cooling jets missing, it wasn't quite as easy to filter in air to calm her. She had to rely on this model's version of human "breathing." Was this how real humans coped with the fluctuations in their systems? It was a tedious process.

Finally, she was relaxed again, but just as determined. Standing to her feet, Aigis retrieved the baseball bat Junpei had prepared for her and made for the door. She would find Landel tonight, and force him to release all the patients here in the institution. If he would not listen to her pleas, she was not opposed to using physical means.

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She had ate what she wanted and left the rest, eying the intercom box in the corner of the room when it crackled twice. The doors unlocked, and she stared momentarily. Habits were encompassing, and she desired movement in the slightest of ways. The events of the past night rested on her mind. Answers were not as forthcoming.

Some kind of whim had her reaching beneath the mattress when she stood, touching the metal she had placed there delicately. Habits. Still. Even here. As she straightened, Rei glanced to the side. The closet door was open slightly, in a way she couldn't remember doing. She crossed to it, intending to close it, then stopped, hand on the door. This was.

A plug suit. Her plug suit. For Unit 00. Her hand reached before she thought, brushing material. She had no idea how it was here. Was it brought with her, whenever she had came here? Rei stayed like that for a moment, then carefully started removing the clothes she was wearing. There was no reason to change into that. Nothing gained from wearing it. But it was habit, something comfortable, and she had stepped into it and pulled it up within moments. The clips were slid into her hair, and then she paused, a hand at her other wrist. There was no need for delay. No reason at all.

Ayanami pressed the button and the suit tightened. She crossed to retrieve her flashlight, and then left with no other delay.

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