Night 53: Main Hallway 1-West

[hasnomeaning]

[from here]And again, quiet. Silence broken only by far off footsteps and the creak of a building settling. There was more in the darkness, Ayanami knew this, but currently nothing had stepped forward to show itself. This night was too similar to another, and her hand raised to her neck without meaning to. There was nothing like trauma in this, she

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[rischiarare]

[From here.]

What he now thought of the main hallways - especially with their position on the map - was as crowded as ever, and still seemed to be a prime meeting place to more patients than just the Nobody. He even spotted Sora's dark shock of hair, speaking with... oh, wasn't that Neku? He didn't know Sora and Neku knew each other, but he shouldn't have been surprised. Sora seemed to know a lot of people. They looked deep in conversation with a girl, so Roxas didn't feel it was the best course to interrupt.

He swept his light over the various patients as they did the same, then along both sides of the hallway. He'd almost mistaken another girl for her, but her hair was a lot shorter... once he'd found the right silhouette, Roxas made sure to wave at her just in case the Organization coat was making him blend into the darkness a little too well.

"Hey Ruby!" He gave her a small smile, glad to see she was in one piece. And she'd gotten a pipe! Now she wouldn't be completely defenseless. "I have a good idea of where to go now. There's a kitchen on the second floor that should have some knives you could use. Does that sound okay?"

[thatdemonbitch]

For a moment, Ruby was sure that Roxas had just appeared out of the darkness -- self-manifestation of some kind. But, as he drew closer, she realized the blackness and distinct lack of body was just because of his dark coat. Leather, by the looks of it, and while it carried a certain absurd human goth chic quality, it was better than the crappy uniforms that Landel dressed them up in. Hard to be intimidating with a smiley face plastered over your tits.

"So, he shows up after all," she couldn't help the teasing tone of voice -- people had filtered in and out while she remained stationary against that wall waiting, and while the doubt never crept in that she had the wrong location, she did question his intentions of showing. Now that he was there, though, the smile was returned and her arms uncrossed, dropping to her sides as she straightened up, done leaning on the wall now that he'd made his appearance.

"Makes sense -- figure they've gotta keep something big and carve-y up there. If not for the turkey, then for us." She couldn't help the casual shrug at that. Hey. Rationality wasn't supposed to be sensitive the others' feelings. "Maybe after that, you could tell me where you found the outfit." Because she was willing to bet the farm that Landel hadn't found the time to install a Hot Topic.

[rischiarare]

About that second thing... "I wish I could," he answered, shrugging nonchalantly. It was the truth. Luckily, the wear and tear it received every night seemed to always vanish in the morning like it was brand new, but it also always fit him exactly like his old uniform. "It's mine. I mean, from home. I was getting something out of my closet a couple of days ago and it was in there." It was kind of a point that would have worried him earlier, considering the nurse - assuming it was his - would have seen the dirtied pipe leaning against one of the corners. Even in clear view, she hadn't taken it out or scolded him or even brought it up.

Not to mention: how did they get his uniform? Had they just... snatched it off of him when they'd first nabbed him? It was probable, but the thought made his face turn red.

"I don't think you'd fit in this anyway," he added with a laugh, "but we can look for something on the way. The stairwell up should be right over here." Right over here happened to be pretty much literally near them, the door already swung open and promising absolute darkness all the way to the top.

[To here.]