Night 55: Greenhouse Yard
[from here]Sai stepped cautiously out into the yard. Now that they were outside, it was impossible to tell what they'd run into. Even with flashlights, they wouldn't be able to see far. Then there was the matter of the greenhouse and the fact that they'd be clearly visible to anything that might be waiting inside it
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He hoped that he hadn't somehow offended the young man with his question and so decided that Sai must have been going faster to make better time. There was always the need to spend time carefully when a destination was known, especially when they'd chosen a round-about route, and that was just what Sai did. They were soon through the building without mishap and out in the open. Brook was about ready to pause and breathe in the night air properly, but Sai's motions reminded him of the potential dangers, and he was against the wall just as he would have been on the Institute's other side.
Not knowing what places were dangerous again should not have left him so careless.
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Sai had expected it to be cold, and he did somewhat regret his choice of outfits for the night, but he hadn't expected the white frosting upon the ground and falling from the sky. They shouldn't spend too much longer in the outdoors or no amount of ninja training was going to be able to keep him from getting ill. For now, he did his best to ignore it and made a run for the wall.
He used the momentum to help him require less chakra to make it the rest of the way up. Once it was scaled, he took a quick look over the other side in order to see what might be waiting for them. It appeared clear for now, but that could mean next to nothing. They still had to continue moving fast.
The ninja glanced back to make sure Brook was still following and to lend a hand to help the pirate if necessary before hopping down to the other side.
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The difference between the air inside and that in the yard surrounding the greenhouse was enough to surprise the Scarecrow as he crossed through the doorway. The snow had continued falling throughout the day, the once-thin layer now blanketing the grounds. Save for a few footsteps marring the ground near the door, the snow was undisturbed, covering everything in the area with a pristine layer of white.
The Scarecrow was so stunned by the sight (so much snow! Who knew that much could gather in one place?) that he momentarily forgot the immense amount of pain coursing from his arm. He trembled- or was it a shiver from the air? That foot-on-the-floor feeling was all around him, nipping most at the open wound, reminding him that it was indeed still there.
He looked to Carter, that feeling of helplessness making him more and more uncomfortable. "Well, we're out here," he said in a pained voice. "What do we do now?"
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In a moment of inspiration Carter whipped his beret off and began stuffing it full of snow. He packed it in tightly, as if making a snowball, hoping that it would stay in the hat on its own. "This'll make an ice pack," he explained, sounding more frantic than he'd have liked. "If you keep it on your arm then it won't swell up too bad or hurt so much."
When he was finished he stepped back around to get a good look at Frank's arm. There was so much of the wound, though, and so little hat to put it on... Carter bit his lip nervously and then finally applied it to where he hoped the worst of the burn was.
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