NIGHT 53: WEST WING, NORTH HALL 1-A
[ from here ]The doors to the next hallway were already wide open when she came through, though the ones at the far end of the hall were, as she could see from one brief flick of her flashlight, were tightly shut. Weren't those the doors to the recreational field? They were in the hall directly North of hers, it only made sense for this to be the
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Scar silently entered the next hallway, looking around in the darkness as he silently closed the door behind him. He had yet to hear of monsters so close to the patient blocks, but he wasn't about to take any risks.
He supposed it helped that the lack of a torch wouldn't make him a walking prey practically begging to be attacked, but he still found it rather irritating he no longer had his. He could only hope the Scarecrow would figure out whether he'd still had it or not.
The mere idea made him roll his eyes.
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And here he was. It was more or less the shortest trip he could have made, so Harvey had no complaints about this being the place where they always met. Though on the other hand, it also usually meant that he got here first, leaving him to wait. He wasn't the most patient of people, even if he logically knew that Jones had a farther way to walk.
Leaning himself against the wall, Harvey closed his eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of his wound being freed. It could actually breathe now, and if people who passed by thought it right to stare at him, then that was their problem.
He still didn't know if they were taking Recluse along again, seeing how the man hadn't ever replied to Jones' bulletin note as far as he'd seen. He'd just have to wait and see, but he'd have to keep an eye out for his large form as well. Honestly, who was even that tall?
[Waiting for Indy.]
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Dent was already waiting--and had been for a couple of minutes, judging by the way he was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. They'd worked together enough that Indy was used to seeing the other man's cutaway face by now; the instinctive recoil from the burned flesh and the exposed gap above the jaw hit him only briefly when he first walked up and subsided without registering on his own face. What the hell caused that kind of wound on exactly half your body, Indy wondered again. It didn't seem likely that you'd be facing an explosion in perfect profile and end up with injuries like that.
Whatever it had been, Dent wasn't talking, and Indy wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"Evening," he said as he approached. "Ready to get an early start, I see."
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Either way, he didn't really care so long as the man didn't say anything, and he didn't. Opening his eyes, he glanced over at the archaeologist and nodded.
"Not sure if it's going to do us much good, though," he admitted. He didn't think that a bit of skepticism was amiss in this case, as Jones was likely feeling the same way. Glancing back down the way the man had come from, he saw that he was alone. "Are we waiting on anyone else?"
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"Well, we haven't had much luck with either the outside route or the Sun Room," he said, while they were discussing travel plans. "Any other bright ideas, or should we just make a run for it?" He sure hadn't come up with anything better. In fact, if they were going to have to dash past the rumored guardian of the basement, it might not be such a bad idea to work up some momentum ahead of time.
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Of course, heading down to the Sun Room was pretty much the easiest path to take, and so Zack didn't have to focus too hard on where he was going. When he'd been led there each morning it wasn't exactly rocket science to get back there. Not to mention the fact that he'd met Aidou and Sasuke there before. He did find it odd that Aidou had asked for them to all meet there when their rooms were in the same hallway, but maybe he thought it would be faster this way. There was probably some truth to that belief, since Zack knew that he usually did things faster on his own.
This place didn't really allow him that option, though, and he knew it.
Noticing two men who were both actually older him (a rarity in this place) and who were already in the middle of a conversation (they'd met up fast!), Zack then glanced in the opposite direction. Straight down the hall, take a left. It was almost too easy. Shaking his head, he continued on.
[To here.]
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Okay. He was outside in one of the halls. The people who knew where the Patient Possessions Room was were supposed to be meeting him in one of the main hallways. Which he assumed was one of the bigger ones up front. He had a vague description for who to look for so this shouldn't be too hard.
Snow was in a bit of a rush to keep going so he quickly felt along in the direction of where the door to the next hall wa-- BAM.
...Ow.
Okay, he'd meant to find the door with his hands not his face. But... that worked. He quickly found the knob and went on through the door.
[to here]
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So far there didn't appear to be any monsters (or many people, for that matter). Considering how early it was, though, that wasn't so surprising. It just meant that there would be fewer obstacles in his way, which in turn meant that he could get to Mason's friend that much faster.
Sprinting around the corner, Claude promptly headed south. His flashlight beam jostled with every rushed step, and he only had the sounds of his breathing and heartbeat to keep him company. The weight of his sword wasn't forgotten, though. It was a reminder that he still had some power, that he wasn't useless despite the way the last several nights had gone.
Gritting his teeth with a fresh rush of determination, he continued ahead.
((To here.))
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