Nightshift 55: M-B Block Hallway

[mustbethesuit]

[From here.]It felt good to not be a useless lump of wounded-ness. Peter stretched his shoulder a bit, lifting and rotating. Not even a twinge left behind. Nice. Better than nice. If he could take just one thing home from this whole mess of terror and insanity, it would be the healing rate. Maybe it would peg him as a mutant-thing when his

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[emotionl4arobot]

[from here]

Shadowing Peter was harder than he'd thought. Too close and his roommate was bound to notice him, but too far and he risked losing the other boy in the darkness of the halls.

It would have been easier with the stealth technology he'd invented back home.

But he'd have to make do now. Fortunately the hallways were still largely empty, so it wasn't too difficult to keep an eye on Peter's location. While Brainiac 5 didn't, strictly speaking, believe in things like luck or a higher power, he found himself hoping that something would at least make things easy enough that he could keep track of Peter until the other boy reached the basement. Then he could figure out what to do from there.

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WOW I'M SURE THIS TIME! Or else Ippo is stalking the shit outta Peter

[rolling_go]

[From here]His flashlight was the first thing that breached the doorway. With one hand, he frantically flicked it from side to side. Nothing grabbed him, so his head was the next thing to peak outside. It was pitch black and nothing, from what he could hear, lurked within it. Occasionally a door creaked before footsteps clopped down the corridor. Other patients seemed unafraid of the night, moving so briskly, so Ippo mustered up the courage as well. If anything, they were making more noise than he. They would be the ones to fall first if... the unthinkable happened. Which it wouldn't, since monsters didn't exist! A few psychotic patients were not going to convince him so easily

[rolling_go]

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[razing_phoenix]

[From here.]

It was usually around here that Claude would find him, and so Guy decided not to race right for the door. It seemed easier to just meet here, since it wasn't as if having Claude with him made the trip any slower. Besides, wandering around alone -- even around the relatively safe areas -- wasn't much fun. It was too dark or too quiet, with too many flashlight beams showing from here or there.

Also, there was no guarantee that something strange wouldn't be happening tonight, especially if they were being watched and tested. It was best to stick together, and he hoped that Anise would watch herself as well. He was still riding out the relief that had come when he'd realized her memory loss had been temporary.

Drawing closer to the wall, Guy kept his eyes on the hall that Claude would be coming from.

[For Claude!]

[full_score]

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The trip wasn't far, which was one reason why Claude had requested that they meet closer to their rooms than further out. He'd had no way of knowing this at the time, but less distance also meant less time to beat himself up over what happened during dinner.

When he caught sight of Guy's familiar form in the dark, Claude quickened his pace to meet him. It was still kind of strange to see him in those clothes as opposed to the old Landel's uniform, but he also realized this was likely the way most of his Auldrant friends best remembered him.

"Hey," he murmured. Though he was glad to see him, it was too difficult to muster a smile at that moment. "You ready?"

[razing_phoenix]

Claude showed up like clockwork, never making him wait long, and yet Guy knew almost immediately that something was wrong. He was good at gaging people's moods, for one thing, and he'd also gotten to know Claude rather well over the past few weeks. The question was whether or not his friend wanted to be asked about it, but they had agreed to be open with one another, right?

"Yeah," he said first and foremost as he pushed away from the wall, noticing that Claude also had all of his items. It seemed that getting them taken had been a false alarm overall, then.

"Are you all right, though?" If something was going on, he wanted to get it resolved right away so that they could take on the rest of the night without dwelling on it. He didn't know if whatever was going on would be that easy to solve, but he still wanted to be made aware of it.

[full_score]

"Yeah, I'm fine," he quickly answered. Then he shook his head and added with a heavy voice, "Sorry, it's just...they took Mason for those damn 'sleep studies' again." Having to watch him get dragged off once had been bad enough, and yet they'd come a second time tonight. That was three times within the span of less than a week that they'd come to M44. What were they going to do to Mason now? And would they ever find a way to stop those guys from hauling anyone upstairs? No one deserved to go through that

[unheroed]

[From here.]While there were the sounds of a few pairs of footsteps ahead of him, not to mention the familiar noise of the door out of the block opening and then closing (he was glad that most people got into the habit of closing it, since there was no guarantee that monsters wouldn't sneak in otherwise), Harvey still got the feeling that the night was young. He had made sure to get everything in order during dinner, so he was hopefully going to be one of the first people to reach the meeting point

[unheroed]

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[corvus_veritas]

[From here.]

Huh. Looks like he was early tonight. There weren't many people out in the halls yet. No annoying swarm of patients - and no helpful flashlight beams to guide his way, either.

No no, he could do this, he didn't need someone else's light to find his way around here. Byrne moved quickly and quietly along one of the walls until he spotted the door leading out to the hall. This was familiar. Certainly he knew his way around. No way, this raven was not getting lost!

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