damned_institute | Nightshift 23: M11-M20 Hall

Gin sat quietly on the edge his bed, hands folded in his lap as the doors unlocked. The knives were still beneath his pillow, where he'd stuffed them before Naoe came in for dinner. He'd prefer the man didn't know he had them, but if Ran arrived before Naoe left, well, it wasn't that important.

He still didn't know if she was going to show up at all. He'd wait a few minutes, check and see if her spirit thread was getting any closer, if not... there were plenty of other things he could do tonight. Jack was reliable if nothing else and wouldn't be too difficult to find. The disembodied voice of the announcer was right though. It was possible, terribly likely in fact, that he was not on the grounds. That he was somewhere else entirely. It would help if he knew a little more about how their announcement system worked. Obviously the Head Doctor wasn't the only one who could use it.

Regardless, he had to focus his thoughts on the here and now and then proceed forward. He sat patiently, for now at least, waiting for his visitor.

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Dias had barely closed his eyes before he found them opening again to study the man who'd addressed him. Actually - it was more like a boy, small and blond, but he had a serious, almost irritable air to him that made him seem a bit older. His companion...not so much.

"I offered for someone to meet me here," he replied with a slight shrug. "Are either of you him?"

Hisoka nodded at the other man's question. The taller of the three did not give any specifics, but his explanation hit close enough to the mark. To be sure, the boy added in response--

"To the file rooms, correct?"

Tsuzuki listened to this meager exchange of words, feeling a little out of place. They were so quiet, it was kinda creepy... He was sorely tempted to say something, just to break whatever "let's say as few words as possible" game that the other two had started.

But Tsuzuki didn't. This was Hisoka's rendezvous... He wasn't going to interrupt with idle chatter. He wasn't... At least not until they got moving again. Maybe.

Dias nodded. "I'm supposed to be accompanying someone there; his name's Edgeworth." He picked up his sword from where he'd left it leaning against the wall next to him, holding it up. "He can't fight; I can. I was going to at least ensure he lived through the night, since he seems to have been surviving through sheer luck so far. But I never got the chance to ask him where to meet; I haven't seen him since breakfast." He shrugged slightly. "So we might as well make our own way to the file room; with luck we'll run into him on the way, or meet up with him there at the very least. If you're going there, we might as well go together."

Hisoka just nodded in response. He knew who this Edgeworth character was, merely by sight alone, but otherwise he knew nothing about him so he really had nothing to say. Might as well introduce himself though, to prevent further confusion.

"I'm Kurosaki Hisoka," the boy made a gesture to Tsuzuki. "He's Tsuzuki Asato. We're ready to leave whenever you are."

Tsuzuki didn't have any idea who 'Edgeworth' was. Sounded like a fancy name, though... And it seemed a shame that they couldn't bring him along. It worried him that there were people out there who couldn't protect themselves, probably quite a few of them. Which was all the more reason they needed to shut this place down somehow...Before someone got hurt.

Tsuzuki nodded to Dias after Hisoka had introduced him and smiled. "Nice to meet you. Um, what's your name?"

Dias couldn't help blinking a bit in the face of such foreign names. Scar, River, Lust, Roy, Sora...the people he'd met here so far had at least had simple, easily-pronounceable names. And the names of his own world tended towards the simplistic as well; throwing this at him suddenly, when his antisocial tendencies made remembering names hard in any case, didn't seem entirely fair.

Still, nothing much he could do about it. "Dias Flac," he said, nodding to both of them. "Let's get going."

Conversation was apparently not high on his priority list.

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