Night 49: F31-F40 Hallway

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Meche really wasn't sure what to do with herself tonight. Hitsugaya hadn't left any messages for Arts and Crafts--or any messages at all, now that she thought about it. Shouldn't he at least have mentioned that he'd gotten her report? Even if she wasn't sure she trusted his judgment about assignments all the time, he was usually pretty good about things like that.

Maybe he hadn't come on the trip today and had put up something on the Institute's bulletin board instead. It might be a long shot, but Meche didn't have any other plans for the night, and if Special Counseling wasn't going on tonight, maybe the Sun Room would be relatively safe. She decided she might as well take a quick run over there just to check, and if there was nothing she was supposed to be doing, she could check in on Senna and Alita or come back to her room and practice her spear technique. As bad as she still felt about what had happened--no, what they'd done to Roland, she knew fighting wasn't a skill she could afford not to develop.

She pulled on her boots and sweatshirt just in case she ended up going outside again (Meche really hoped not, in this weather, but if one of the girls was set on going she'd probably cave pretty quickly), then picked up her spear, maps and flashlight and set off. Manny's sword she left untouched in the closet. She still wasn't ready to think about it.

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Exiting the room, Bella flashed her flashlight up and down the hall, frowning when there was no one there. "The patient blocks are the safest places to be, I've been told," she whispered to Claire, casting her flashlight towards the ground as so to not blind the other girl. "At least, so far, I haven't heard of anything wandering around here ... so that's always a plus, right?"

Moving away from the door she stayed close to the wall, her free fingers gently brushing the wall so she would know when there was a corner coming up. It had (somewhat) helped her on her first day, minus the whole ... colliding into another person thing (but at least that other person had been Edward.) so she hoped it would at least help this time.

There really was no one out yet? That must have meant they were early, and being early was a good thing. Turning towards Claire, Bella smiled. "It's okay."

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Bella's stumbling was greeted by a very concerned Claire. When they exited the room, realizing that Bella probably couldn't see the expression on her face very well, although it was one of questioning concern, she reached out to put a hand on her shoulder. The reassurance made her smile blithely, but it didn't do much to help the fact that every other step she was getting confused on whether she was walking through her kitchen in Costa Verde or the halls of the institute.

But, admitting that he'd affected her like this wasn't going to happen, so she buried it deeper.

"Yeah. I'm fine, don't worry. I'm more worried about you -- it looked like you hit your head pretty hard." It's said with a bit of a chuckle that felt more misplaced when it came out. She was creeping around an insane asylum in the middle of the night -- on that she'd been locked in for no reason -- looking for monsters. Any normal person would be horrified. Then again, she'd never done a very good job of being normal.

"I guess if we really want to find out what's going on, we need to get out of the patient blocks then, don't we?" She shined her flashlight down one side of the hallway, then the other, and decided to head to the right out of their room. Judging by the glimpse she'd taken of Bella's map, it seemed like the best option. "Maybe find a nurse's station or a doctor's office."

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"I'm fine," Bella said with a grumble, now thoroughly embarrassed. "I'm just ... disgustingly clumsy is all. Don't worry, I've had worse."

At the mention of either a nurse's station or a doctor's office, Bella reached into her pocket and pulled out her map (when had she put it there? she didn't even realize.) and quickly unfolded it, peering down at the paper with her flashlight, leaving enough room for Claire to look as well. "Well, the nurse's room is close to here we can check? And there's a whole group of doctor's offices down here ..." her finger traced down the path too the offices, quite glad that her map making savior had taken the time to label everything. "Why don't we try the nurse's station first? Since it's closer and we won't have to go very far."

She only hoped the doors weren't locked or anything - at least when she got the medical pack she had been able to smash the door until it opened. (She certainly remembered that, alright. Or rather, her bruised shoulder did.)

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"If you say so ..." Claire definitely wasn't going to argue when someone claimed to have had worse -- she'd be a hypocrite if she did. She'd said it so many times she could barely count at this point. So, she let it go, but kept close to Bella, ready to catch her in case she managed to trip over an ill set tile or something. It was weird to Claire that the halls were completely empty, but she tried to focus her attention on the map instead, lips pulled into a thin line.

"Okay. We'll go to the nurse's station first, maybe we can find something heavier than a flashlight to throw around." She tried to smile but it didn't reach her eyes -- not that it mattered in this kind of darkness, anyway.

"Besides, they might have medical supplies there or something and bringing some around with us wouldn't hurt." Not when there were monsters running around, and Bella had just professed to being clumsy as hell. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Claire was wishing she'd figured out how to wrap bandages or some other kind of first aid, even though she'd never needed it for herself.

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"Alright," Bella said with a nod, folding up her map once it was decided and shoving it into her pocket. "Nurse's station it is. Maybe we can try to bust the door down or something. Shouldn't be too hard with two of us," she said with a grin, beginning to move down the hallway once again, in a path she had traveled for the past few nights. "Too bad we can't find a metal pipe or something like that. We'd be pretty set if we both had one. Why can't they just leave weapons hanging around like in video games?"

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[From here, timeskip after Bella's long gone.]

The moment he stepped into the hallway where her room was, Edward was already quite aware she was gone; his blood (or rather, the blood that was simply occupying his veins) ran cold when he caught her scent outside her room, a trail that had already frozen and lost most of the smell.

Dammit! Not again.

She was definitely going to be the death of him. This was - madness. No other word for it. She was going to get hurt or killed or -

He searched her room - F34 - frantically, finding the note she had left on her desk. After tearing it apart and letting the pieces drift back to the wood, he was out the door.

Edward couldn't do this on an empty stomach. Not if he didn't want to be distracted.

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The Head Doctor’s announcements were not something to be missed, but one particular part of his dinner message had pierced her inner turmoil, interrupting thoughts of Professor Stein for the first time since leaving Doyleton.

Experiments? For sure, tonight?

Her growing uncertainty over the exact amount and regularity of the torture that happened upstairs had never been assuaged, and after running over the words again in her mind, she’d let out a hopeful little breath. Landel hadn’t given a reason to lie about such things--that made her believe she could rearrange the schedule she’d consigned to memory with some assurance. If the experiments were replacing Special Counselling, then they were still happening alternate nights.

There was nothing that could eclipse helping fellow prisoners in importance. Tsubaki had been determined to carry on with her night and deal with other trials--Professor Stein’s presence, the looming possibility of her parents visiting--when the time was right, but the confirmation that the experiments were indeed taking place strengthened her resolve that much more. And then there was the ‘emergency reconstruction’, which rang loud alarm bells. They’d left town without being attacked, but something could still happen. The signs pointed that way.

Before dinner had ended, Tsubaki had made her preparations, changing into her clothes and stripping her bed sheets into bandages. And then she’d waited for night to begin, going through her breathing exercises one after another, just as she’d been taught as a little girl. The next intercom announcement only authenticated the feeling of danger.

Perhaps you’ll see them sooner than that.

It wasn’t just the cold and the wet that made her shiver as she left her room. She’d had enough of her home perverted here.

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Now what!?

As if the rest of the day hadn't been bizarre enough, the voice that was broadcast throughout the hospital quickly took on a more sinister tone. The door that Rita had been planning to break down suddenly opened with a loud click, as though she was being invited to go outside.

A trap? Well, whatever. If it was going to get her closer to escaping, Rita didn't care if she was walking into an ambush. Anyone who thought making a sneak attack against Rita Mordio would give them enough of an advantage to actually beat her was going to be very sorry.

Even without her blastia, this mage still had a few tricks up her sleeve. Before leaving, she folded the borrowed maps and tucked them into the pocket of her pants. There was some kind of light-emitting device, like a lamp, in her room, so she took that along with her too. Kairi said it would be dark, and Rita didn't doubt that, even if she doubted most of the other things she had been told today.

The hallway outside her room was indeed dark, but as the mage shone the light around, she noticed that several other doors in the hallway were also open. Was everybody trying to escape? She thought there'd be more of a panic, if that were the case.

She wasn't going to learn anything sticking around in this hallway, so Rita quickly made her way down to the main hall of her block.

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