Night 56: Sun Room

[ninelivesonce]

[from here]

The sun room was quiet, with the artificial hush that came from snow blanketing the big windows. The halls upstairs weren't; while it wasn't quite a fight that had broken out up there, it was heading that way. Possibly irrevocably, as what the boy up there had just called the brainwash brigade didn't do negotiation. At all. Even if

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[sanguinario]

"You worry too much," Edward said quietly, entering the dark behind him. Even to Edward's eyes - though they were significantly less powerful than they once had been - the room was too dark to see very far past the flashlight. This room had always been on his avoidance list; a near-permanent resident considering the risks involved. That was exactly why he had to go, though. He couldn't trust nothing would go wrong if Bella ever attempted this trip. She needed food or she was going to waste away, and that was more than enough to keep Edward convicted.

Maybe the darkness was profitable, because Wally's thoughts were almost enough to make the vampire balk at the sheer... you know, he wasn't even sure there was a word for this. It certainly seemed inhuman to him, this obsession with saving others. Humans never seemed to work that way.

It could, also, be some sort of convoluted way to impress Edward, but he doubted whether Wally had the foresight to come up with that plan in a way he would not hear it, or the very desire to do so.

When he spoke again, he felt his quiet whisper was respectful of the waiting darkness. Something always lurked here. It never seemed to change in that aspect, and he prayed it was not this spectre that Wally had seen. "Don't waste your energy trying to protect me. It will just get both of us killed."

Even if he was almost insulted with the thought of a human protecting him, it was urgent that he make sure it didn't happen in the first place. The last thing Wally would have to worry about was the creature trying to kill him if he attempted to keep a vampire safe and sustained a bleeding wound in the attempt. Then he would have two creatures trying to kill him, and Edward did not need blood - fictional or no - on his hands again. Once had already been too much for him.

[scarletspeedstr]

"In this place, can you really blame me?" Wally returned, keeping his voice low as he led the way further across the room. The cafeteria wasn't much further, but at night the sun room felt way bigger than it had any right to be. He kept expecting something to jump out at him or grab him like it had the night before.

Edward's words distracted him from the crawling feeling at the back of his neck, and Wally shot him a tight, amused smile. "You don't know that, and even if you did, I'd take the risk anyway than leave someone to get hurt. Now come on, the door's right here."

And to his relief, it was, solid and exactly like it was supposed to look and nothing looking like it was about to eat them either. Still, there was no point in waiting around, so Wally pushed the door open and ducked through it.

[Bending time a little to bypass the fight with permission and heading here]