Night 53: M1-M10 Hallway

[lighthearted]

As Sora had guessed, Bridget had refused to budge from his sleep through all of dinner, and even through the nighttime announcements. Landel seemed uptight, worried about something and annoyed at them all at the same time. As if he had the right to be annoyed at them! Sora frowned up at the intercom transmitter for a moment.

Still, was there really going to be a visitor tomorrow? The Eagle sounded like some sort of weird nickname, but in this place Sora could only guess. For all he knew, it was a real eagle -- or rather, some huge, rabid eagle monster.

It seemed that he wouldn't have to worry about it until tomorrow, though, and so the boy did his best to focus on the present moment. He'd organized everything for Arts and Crafts, so now all he had to do was gather his things and head out to the meeting spot.

Well, changing into his proper outfit was the first step, though doing it in a quiet room with his roommate sleeping in the bed only made Sora miss Hanatarou even more. Even if they'd awkwardly turned from each other whenever they'd both changed their clothes, at least they'd been used to each other and at least they'd talked.

Sighing as he put the finishing touches on his outfit, Sora then grabbed for both his radio and his flashlight, nodding to himself. He remembered how Scott had offered some batteries, but he'd have to pick those up another night. For the moment all he had to do was get to the stairs, as he did practically every night. And so he stepped out of the room and quietly moved down the empty hall. With Kairi in the mix, there was actually a chance that he might be beaten to the stairs, so he had to hurry!

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Re: M2 - waiting for the Doctor

[kindalikedit]

Dean held up a roll of gauze, tossing it over to the Doctor, "Figured you could use this. Somehow I doubt you're packing the same bandages as you did last time."

Those bandages on TARDIS hadn't exactly been as loud and flashy as the Daleks, but they'd definitely made an impression on Dean with that insanely fast healing. Would've been real nice to have on the job, Christ. Like the Daleks, he could safely say they didn't have those back where - when? - he came from. Damn shame they hadn't thought to pick up the stuff before they got dragged back to Landels, although it wasn't like there was any way they could've predicted it would turn out like that. Dean went through the rest of the stuff: forceps, skull chisel, scissors. A lot of stuff you could use for patching someone up or using them as weapons but...yeah, he wasn't sure about the Doctor, if it was wise to start handing him weapons, no matter how friendly he was, or if he even knew what to do with them in a first aid crisis. He figured if the guy was used to borderline magic bandages that going ghetto with all this other stuff was probably asking a lot.

He started to put the rest back, speaking over his shoulder, "I'm probably gonna have to run a supply run," seriously, they were dangerously low on salt, for starters. "You up for coming?"

Re: M2 - waiting for the Doctor

[timedork]

The Doctor caught the roll of gauze, glancing down at it. "Oh, yes; thank you," he said. That would have been handy to have last night, instead of using his tie as a makeshift bandage... It took him a moment to realize what Dean had been referring to with the 'last time', but then it clicked: the bandages from the TARDIS he'd used on Dean's hand. "No, I don't have those here, but this'll do. It'll be good to have on hand."

He slipped the bandages into a coat pocket, wishing again that they were still bigger on the inside; really, at this rate, he was going to run out of pocket space before he ran out of things to keep in them... especially if he might be picking up some more things tonight.

He had been thinking of taking another look at the chapel, but really, it wasn't so pressing that he had to go again tonight. A 'supply run' could be a good idea—he had the roll of gauze Dean had given him, but a few more wouldn't hurt, just in case. And who knew: maybe he'd find something even more useful, if there were more than just medical supplies to be had.

"Of course!" he answered with a smile, standing up. Dean was still rooting around—or maybe organizing—but the Doctor didn't think it would be too long before he was finished. "It sounds like a brilliant idea; definitely wouldn't hurt to pick up a few things."

Re: M2 - waiting for the Doctor

[kindalikedit]

Dean snorted. The way the Doctor was smiling, you'd think they were going on a milk run or something.

"What'd you have in mind? Probably help if we had a plan of attack," Dean said. He wasn't sure if the Doctor had seen that copy of the map someone had put up, but it was one of those things Dean didn't plan to leave without. He spread the copy he had out on the desk so the Doctor could take a look himself, craning his head down.

Okay, so he sucked at drawing. Dean never claimed he could draw worth a damn, but he figured it was (mostly) legible and that was what counted.

"Sun Room's probably a death trap, so I'm thinking we should try to avoid that," Dean said, tapping the paper with a finger. "Could try upstairs, see if we got any better luck there."

If they were really lucky, Dean would get through the night without getting shot at or...statued-at, which somehow sounded crazy, even with his line of work. Dean glanced over at the Doctor to judge his reaction, still privately amazed with the fact that the guy was still alive despite not carrying any real weapons (he wasn't sure if that sonic screwdriver counted or what), much less able to smile like a cheerful sonuvabitch. If Dean wasn't careful, that was probably gonna rub off.

Re: M2 - waiting for the Doctor

[timedork]

The Doctor didn't have much of an answer until Dean spread a map across the desk—the list of where he'd been was growing by the day (or by the night), but he wasn't exactly sure where the best place to pick up supplies might be. The map was a bit sloppy, but it provided a slightly better idea of where to go.

"I agree; upstairs sounds more promising." There were a lot more unlabeled places, for one; there were also the sleep study rooms marked off in a block, but there wouldn't be any supplies there. But where to start...

He pointed to a large block of rooms on the right-hand side of the upstairs. There were a lot of rooms marked off there, so it might be a good place to start. "This area might have something," he suggested. There were slightly fewer unmarked rooms on the left side of the map, but... With the proximity to the sleep study room, they might have been examination rooms, or medical-only supplies. "Well, the only thing we can really do is start checking rooms one by one. Some of these might just be offices, but they have to keep supplies somewhere."

He glanced at the door and then at Dean, his smile dimmed but still lingering on his face. "Allons-y!" he said, gathering up the map and heading for the door.

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