ext_148716 ([identity profile] damn-legends.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-04-22 04:01 pm

Nightshift 23: Second floor; east wing, near railed area

[[From here]]

This space. All around him, emptiness. Even his hushed, near-silent footsteps boomed with echo in the emptiness of the corridor; he stopped dead and listened hard.

There was something. Something moving along the corridor, slowly, regular. A scrape, like a wounded man dragging an injured leg. And he could feel something too - feel it, the heat in this cold space...

He gripped his pipe tightly, and ran as quietly as he could towards the nearest wall, bracing his body against it.

Was it coming closer?

[identity profile] gotahunch.livejournal.com 2007-05-03 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Looks like they've got her covered." From the sound of that crack he didn't think the woman would be getting up again. He kept a weary eye on the fight still; there was no telling with the nightstaff.

He followed Yohji towards the other side of the railing. It was just as well that she stayed down - they needed to get going if they wanted to hit the offices tonight.

[identity profile] never-learns.livejournal.com 2007-05-07 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Yohji relaxed slightly when it turned out that none of them were going to rush foolishly into a fight. Getting involved was a good way to get hurt, he knew from experience. And for a cleaning lady, she sure as hell looked like a killer to him. This place just fucked everything up, it seemed.

"Head round the other side of the railings," Yohji said softly. It might take a little longer, but it wouldn't leave them walking into a fight.

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