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NIGHT 55: M51-60 Hallway

Apr 01, 2011 11:43

Ippo made no pretense of eating. He left his bowl where it sat and endured his roommate's narcissistic abuse, legs bent to his chest as he waited anxiously on his bed for some sign that night had begun. It came in the form of silence and static from the intercom that grew to unbearable levels. His hands covered his ears quickly until the ringing ( Read more... )

nigredo, albedo, ippo, zack, sai, aidou

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zack_fair April 2 2011, 07:53:22 UTC

With no signs of life from Terra (other than his steady breathing, but that honestly didn't mean much), Zack was starting to get worried, and with good reason. He'd lost how many roommates over his time here? And he hadn't even been here all that long. At this point he just wanted to request that he keep the room to himself, since he was clearly bad luck.

That was all superstition in the end, but getting to meet people only to lose them a day or two later did wear down on a person after a while. It did on him, anyway, but that was because he usually became friendly with someone after the first conversation ( ... )

M58 purpletaint April 3 2011, 05:09:58 UTC

To a day, to a night, and here he was again, here a meeting again, and this time he was to remain where he was, wait, then, and wasn't there a memory in this--a day, twilight, night, meeting, something, and that had been. Hm, ironic. That day, and to that night. Which meant the next day would have been ( ... )

Re: M58 falseblack April 3 2011, 06:25:55 UTC

[From here.]

At long last, Nigredo found himself at M58's threshold, hands and mind full to the point of overkill. He still could not say what might have been wrong on Albedo's end; he hadn't touched on the details through the link. It was too invasive on one side, too painful on the other. And really, it was moot point by now.

What he didn't know would be unraveled.

Wincing, Nigredo shuffled the items onto one arm. The other he raised to the door, giving it a sharp rap. "Albedo?" he called out. He didn't dare reach out, not yet at least. "It's me."

Re: M58 purpletaint April 3 2011, 06:57:17 UTC

The noise came as sharp, painful to his ears, and he flinched, yelped slightly; hands clutching harder at his hair. There was a memory of pain, in the dull sort of sensation--it echoed here loosely, but was covered soon by the high reaction of blood to a burning point, chemicals claiming nicely. His eyes widened at the floor--there was enough of him now that could yet recognize this and question its severity. There was enough lacking in him, to look at this giddily and wonder why he was questioning. A stalemate ( ... )

Re: M58 falseblack April 4 2011, 00:32:51 UTC

His brother was taking time and pains to open a simple door. Nigredo, however, refused to question the motives, choosing instead to reshuffle the items between hands and wait. If allowed--until he was told by Albedo to do otherwise--he would have remained there for the rest of the night, unable to move in any direction. The boy had resolved not to leave on his own, but intrusion was far from allowed. Not allowed in a way that had little to do with propriety ( ... )

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Outside M55 tsunagari April 6 2011, 04:11:46 UTC

Sai had eventually given in and eaten some of his dinner himself. He'd need it if they intended to tackle the rest of the basement that night. If he wasn't mistaken, they should be on their way to a place where they'd end up battling each other. It wasn't the most efficient way to gain answers, but they didn't have much to go on. As far as he knew, no one had died permanently from it.

He was also glad to have not lost his memory again this night. At least he wasn't aware of having lost his memory. If anything had been done to him, he'd find out soon enough. For now, he stood outside his room quietly waiting with his arms crossed. If the bulletin had been enough to go by, then hopefully Brook would know to come by there again. He wasn't going to go wander off without him, even if they might meet part way.

At least now he was properly dressed and armed. He felt better about the situation just being as prepared as he could be.

Re: Outside M55 promisedawhale April 7 2011, 01:34:04 UTC

[from here]

After the close call in the recreational field, the next few hallways were a breeze to get through, though that may have been from the adrenaline causing Brook to walk a bit faster. With the distance he covered in one step alone, it was no wonder he ended up getting to the hallway in a quicker time than he'd anticipated.

And there was Sai, already prepared and waiting. "Good evening Sai-san! I hope you're doing better tonight?" he greeted before not-so-carefully prying to see how his friend was doing. Missing memories in this place for a long time made things difficult, especially if it was a reoccurring thing.

Re: Outside M55 tsunagari April 7 2011, 19:39:28 UTC

"I am. Thank you." There would be no need for the taller patient to lead him around this time. He knew their destination and goals, or at least as much as they had goals, and could recall exactly how to get to where they needed to go. This was a far more preferable scenario to what they'd had to deal with the night before. He'd rather not be led around if he could help it.

In any case, there was no point in standing out in the hall longer than they had to. He nodded to his companion before taking a step forward. They had places to be. "Should we go, then?" The sooner they all got there, the sooner they could get to some real answers (hopefully) and the less chance there would be that night would run out before they made it there.

Re: Outside M55 promisedawhale April 7 2011, 21:14:18 UTC

"Excellent! I'm so glad to hear it; you had me worried!" he laughed a bit out of thankfulness. Last night he'd done it to be helpful, but he wasn't as keen on leading another expedition to the basement if he could help it. The bottom floor was still a scarier place when compared with the rest of the institute, even with a sociable monster residing there.

And it did seem as though Sai expected Brook to follow along this night, to which he had no qualms. He returned the nod, ready for anything. "Will we be heading for the basement again, or did you have something else in mind?"

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sasuke_of_sound April 10 2011, 04:24:57 UTC

Dinner had been silent yet again, Sasuke disinclined to talk and his roommate apparently feeling the same. When the doors unlocked, there was no sudden rush of chakra as there had been last night: a one-time case, then, the return of Sharingan. That or the distribution of whatever had happened last night changed -- he would have to consult with the others once he'd met them ( ... )

sasuke_of_sound April 10 2011, 04:25:38 UTC

[[to here]]

blood_and_pocky April 15 2011, 07:20:37 UTC

The noble had been anticipating dusk and the requisite dinner shift, but not because his physical punishment for the day had worn him down. On the other hand, short of touching point with Sasuke, his day had drawn on unhelpfully; finding out more about this takeover was likely only going to happen under the moonlight, not the sunlight. Night was his best option. And there was also the matter of his cell, more specifically what had been removed from his cell ( ... )