Night 57: Infirmary

[antiheroed]

[ from here]For as direct as they were being, Riku understood how much of this section of Landel's remained unexplored. They were so focused on acquiring the drug that it hadn't occurred to them to stop-or, if it had, it was a thought stopped by his frustration with his partner for the night. To think he pushed off some old man because he thought he

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[loyalrose]

She resisted the urge to curse again, despite it being the best logical response she could come up with to describe this situation at the moment. He didn't move closer, and Rose was rather relieved about that, since she wasn't quite sure she trusted any canine in her personal space anymore. Considering she'd nearly died the last time that happened, her caution was completely justified. Except... now what were they supposed to do?

"I take it... this doesn't... normally happen to you?" she asked, needing to clarify that. She really hoped this was just the drugs and not a monthly condition. If he really was a werewolf, she was going to need a whole lot more than three feet between them to feel safe. No matter how friendly he seemed at the moment. Either way, it was a bad situation, but considering her Achilles heel at the moment, there were vast levels of bad to be considered here.

Although whatever they were going to do, they'd have to figure it out soon. With one potential crisis no longer distracting her, that sensation that she was being watched was beginning to creep up on her again, niggling her senses. Movement, just out of the corner of her eye, had her gaze flicking to the sides, only to find nothing there.

[zack_fair]

That was a fair question, considering the backgrounds that some of the patients here had. Zack couldn't imagine having to go through what he'd just experienced on a normal basis, but it was probably like everything else in life: you got used to it. He was just glad that that wasn't the case for him, though who knew after he'd taken that drug? Maybe he was going to be doomed to switching from human to monster every single night.

That wasn't something he could know for sure until tomorrow night rolled around, though, and right now he could really only concern himself with the present moment. He shook his head a few times to make sure that the message got across and then started to consider their options.

They could just stay here until morning came, but he was sure that more patients would end up coming here to get their own share of the drugs. He almost wanted to warn them away by using himself as an example, but that would leave it as Rose's responsibility to explain. He also had to consider the possibility that a patient might attack him without even asking questions, but would there be less chance of that if they stuck around here or went wandering the rest of the med wing?

He was just going to have to try and get Rose's opinion on it. Glancing at her with his dark eyes, he used a paw to first tap the ground that he was standing on and then picked his paw up and extended it toward the door. After that, he tilted his head, trying to ask her what she preferred... if she was even able to follow his thought process.

[loyalrose]

Oh yes, this was going to interesting, Rose thought to herself as Zack poked his paw towards the door and cocked his head at her questioningly. If she hadn't been fighting off the strong urge to have hysterics right there in the middle of the infirmary, she might have laughed.

"Yes," she stated succinctly, glancing towards the door before casting a wary look around her once more. No matter how much she tried, whatever was flickering in and out of sight at the very edges of her vision was never there when she looked straight at it. The edginess was making her skin crawl.

"Yes," she said again, getting to her feet, the beam focused on the floor as she straightened, one hand clenched into a fist at her side. "We should go. There's something... not right about this room."

And if there really was something in here that could hide from her other senses, she didn't want to wait around and see what else it was capable of.

"Let's go," she murmured softly, casting one more uneasy glance around her, pleased when her voice didn't shake. Still clutching the flashlight tightly, she hurried across the infirmary once more, heading for the door. She'd be fine, as long as they got out of this room.

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