Night 58: West Wing, Hall 2-A

[princeofthemoon]

[ from here ]The hallway in front of them did not seem much different from those downstairs, or the one which he had followed last night - there were more doors, in different locations, but the corridor itself had no real identifying characteristics, nothing that marked it as different from any other place in this facility. Sesshoumaru was growing

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[princeofthemoon]

Sesshoumaru's night vision was better than his companion's, and the flashlight was powerful - Terra's was enough for him to see most . Even so, his eyes needed a moment to adjust after he flicked his back off again, hardly able to see anything. It was disconcerting to be so blind, and a sensation he would have preferred to avoid. He blinked, a little impatiently, and followed a few moments after Terra began to move, waiting for his vision to readjust itself again. A little ways into the hallway normalcy had mostly reasserted itself; although his night vision was still comparatively weak, at least he could see.

"There are two doors," Sesshoumaru said absently when they drew closer. "See if the first is unlocked; if it is, you can examine it for anything of interest." He found himself hoping that it was, if only so that he would not be called upon to break another lock quite so soon. It did not really look like it was, and he could not smell rust, but he was not really focusing on his sense of smell. A slight headache had begun somewhere just behind his temples.

Sesshoumaru was unused to the sensation of being drained, but it was beginning to creep up on him here, and he neither appreciated nor liked it.

He walked a few paces forward, paused until he heard the soft click that signaled the opening of a door, and then brushed past Terra to continue.

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[ultimagi]

The girl gave a short nod in response to the direction, turning the handle with her free hand. The door pushed open easily, and within only a moment it slipped closed once more behind her.

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