Night 58: Main Hallway, 1-West
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Sesshoumaru had not been in the building for nearly long enough to really know it, and his knowledge had not been expanded yesterday as it might otherwise have been, because of the poisons that had been fed into his system - poisons that somehow worked, which had been a disconcerting and unpleasant experience. In the end, though, all ( Read more... )
Sesshoumaru had not been in the building for nearly long enough to really know it, and his knowledge had not been expanded yesterday as it might otherwise have been, because of the poisons that had been fed into his system - poisons that somehow worked, which had been a disconcerting and unpleasant experience. In the end, though, all ( Read more... )
Mr. Dent confirmed that they could get a weapon upstairs, a statement for which Ema was grateful. She had only been running off of a hypothesis. Zero's follow up question, however, surprised her. Firearms? People had those? The young scientist shifted her attention from her notepad to Mr. Dent, waiting intently for his reply.
Before he had a chance to answer, however, Ema's radio crackled to life in her bag. Even though she had doubts about the usefulness of the radio announcers, she still made it a point to keep the radio on her. It was better to be poorly informed than completely out of the loop. And tonight, it turned out that having the radio was a good source of information. Dr. Landel was with Marc. One of Marc's comrades had been killed by a patient. General Aguilar was sending patients on missions. And their resident rebel was obviously losing morale, even if he ended on a note of defiance. Something about all of that caused Ema's stomach to knot. There was nothing like a radio broadcast to remind her of the severity of the stakes here.
Once the radio feed cut off, Ema looked to her two companions. "Do either of you know who was killed last night? And by whom?"
She tried to sound brave and professional. She really did.
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Harvey had never put much stock in this Marc guy, but the fact that he was dealing with Landel singlehandedly made him stand out more. It didn't seem like things were going well for him, though, seeing how Aguilar was specifically targeting his outside contacts. Harvey knew that it all made sense strategically, but it left a bad taste in his mouth. Everything Aguilar did was bound to be an annoyance after last night.
Ema's question was completely understandable and yet it hit a nerve. Harvey didn't know anything about Marc's friend, but someone else had been killed last night and he hadn't needed the reminder of that. He tried to force the thought from his mind as quickly as possible; the good thing about half his face being burnt away was that his expressions were that much harder to read. They probably wouldn't notice that initial reaction.
"Nothing about that, no," he said with a shake of his head. "Sounds like some of our fellow prisoners were involved, though." What else was there to say there? It was a shame, but the damage had already been done. He glanced toward the stairs. "Anyway, we should get going." If they wanted to get Zero here a weapon, they were going to have to hurry.
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By listening closely, however, there were a few helpful facts he could gather from the speaker's words. Besides Aguilar, there was another possible enemy through the name 'Landel'. Made sense. The place was named Landel's Institute, after all. The speaker was with this 'Landel', but he was on the prisoners' side (a double agent?) and currently hiding out in an abandoned town. Who was he? And those 'forced errands' he was talking about...those were probably the military missions Zero had seen mentioned on the bulletin board during the day. He made a mental note of that and resolved to ask about the mysterious speaker later.
As for the identities of the dead comrade and their murderer(s), neither Mr. Dent nor Ema seemed to know; the latter appeared to be more bothered about the news than the former, though Zero could've sworn he saw Mr. Dent's expression change for a moment when Ema asked him that question. (Change to what, he wasn't sure, nor was he sure he even saw the change to begin with. He wasn't going to think about it too much.)
Zero wanted to ask a lot of questions about the transmission now, but he also recognized the need to get moving. He frowned at the thought of Mr. Dent leading them who knows where, though. ...Yes, he still had lingering doubts about the man. Just--just something felt off about him. Maybe it was that decayed half of his face that was the problem here? Judging too harshly on looks? Ema trusted him...that should say something, shouldn't it?...
...X would probably nag him for his distrust if he were here.
Alright, alright. It was time to give this guy a chance. The Reploid-now-human nodded in agreement at Mr. Dent's proposal, and then he looked over at Ema, not wanting to start walking off without her. He was her escort here, anyway, not Mr. Dent's. He wasn't going to leave without her approval, too.
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All agreed on the decision, the group began walking. Ema made it a point to stay near Zero as an orientation point, (occasionally getting too close and knocking into him), but she knew this area of the institute well enough that she didn't need too much help finding the stairs.
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