Night 54: M61-M70 Hallway

[razing_phoenix]

While Guy's conversation with Okita had been both interesting and enlightening in a number of ways, the man also knew that all of their talk was only that until they saw for themselves how this new management operated. There was a lot that could change now that they had soldiers, sergeants, officers, and even a general deciding their fate. He got

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M67

[deadlyjuliet]

Once Kurobear had left for the night, Grell sat on the bed and brushed his hair out. His head was buzzing with some sort of noise that had begun as soon as the lights turned off and he feared it was another one of those headaches he'd become so prone to having lately. It didn't seem to be the same, but the sound had been building since the announcement about Project whatever it was had come onto the intercom. Grell cared little what happened to people in the Institute, but if it affected his ability to get around? Well, someone as going to pay - dearly.

With his hair brushed and his glasses replaced with his usual red pair, Grell stretched and rubbed his temples as he went to the closet. Perhaps it was just the sensitivity getting worse as someone passed by the area. Or maybe someone particularly strong had moved in next door. Wouldn't that be exciting? What girl didn't want a strong, handsome man moving in next door?

Speaking of doors, as Grell opened the closet, he found a most peculiar sight awaiting him. There, beneath his clothes hanging neatly on their hangers, was the chainsaw he'd given to Kazu-chi when he'd been fortunate enough to receive his back. The feeling had been fleeting and... Again, the strange fogginess returned and Grell shook his head. It didn't matter what had happened after that. What mattered was the fact that the chainsaw was back.

But how?

After taking the blade out and testing it once, Grell dressed and decided that the chainsaw and his usual scalpels would do for the night. He had no real objective in mind, but staying indoors was proving to be more and more difficult as the buzzing was getting louder the longer he remained. The heeled boots on his feet and the red jacket hanging off his upper arms, Grell stepped outside and suddenly, the buzzing stopped.

And something else kicked in.

He could feel a familiar power surging through him like the quickening of his blood at the sight of a certain butler. It wasn't all of his power, but it was something and something that was incredibly helpful now that he had a chainsaw to lug about.

Well...if that was how the world wished to treat him all of a sudden, why should Grell balk at the gift dropped on his doorstep? With a smirk, Grell took one step further out of his door and then looked down the hall. Since he had no idea how far this could go, he might as well test it on somewhere nearby to ensure nothing failed and he ended up dumped into the lake or something.

Taking a deep breath, Grell stepped down the hall and headed off into the night.

[speeding to here]