Nightshift 24 -- Hallway M31-M40

[repolarization]

((from hereGinji felt a little better now that he had met someone else tonight and he was actually on the right track to getting to Kurama's room! Without even getting lost once

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[jei]

[OOC: Starting in M40, moving out to the hallway.

The first intercom announcement woke Farfarello from his content half-doze with a start. Had he really been out of it, exploring the sensation of pain, for that long? He hadn't done anything to prepare for nightfall.

Shit.

By the time the second, oddly brief announcement finished, Farfarello was up and exploring the room. He quickly settled on the pens as the only useful thing in the drawers, though he did jot down some information in the journal while he remembered; he separated out five pens to bring with him, and left the rest for another night.

[jei]

That done, Farfarello set to tearing the sheet from his bed into long, narrow strips. He wrapped his hands first, from his wrists to the second knuckles of his fingers, putting on several reasonably tight layers, like a kickboxer's most basic wraps. He then did the same with his feet, wrapping the ankle and arch for support, leaving his heels and the balls of his feet bare; the slippers were discarded as worse than useless for combat. Having plenty of cloth strips left, Farfarello decided to wrap his lower ribs and abdomen, as well--it wasn't much protection, but it was better than nothing.

[jei]

It was around then that Farfarello realised neither Schuldig nor Crawford had gotten around to telling him their room numbers. Normally, Farfarello would have just set out on his own, in such a case, having a ready-made excuse for slipping his leash, but tonight he was concerned about Schuldig and didn't want to hare off before at least checking on him.

Eventually he decided to do his stretches and warm-up in the hall; hopefully someone would pass by who knew where Schuldig's room was, or even River's.

[OOC: Apologies for the spam, LJ problems.]

[jei]

[heading down a few threads, to here

[the_clown_king]

Tamaki was a bit nervous about going out on his own again. But he needed to get to Ed's room. And it really wasn't all that far. And from what he could see, these hallways had plenty of people in them, so it would be perfectly safe.

Hefting his flashlight, the young blond took a deep breath and headed off towards Ed's room.

(Heading here)

[usoppsenchou]

[OOC: Starting in room M33

[usoppsenchou]

[going to thread immediately below, here]

[devils_tactics]

Kazuo woke from his nap, snacked on the remains of his dinner, and prepared for the night. Aside from his therapy session with Lecter, he hadn't left his room much, preferring to sleep and think alone. His snack of fugu and pate in Lecter's office was more than enough food for him. He'd spent a few hours plotting, trying to decide where to start so the rooms wouldn't be empty this time

[usoppsenchou]

[from here]

Usopp jumped as the door opened behind him, and turned around, seeing his roommate awake for the first time. He quickly stepped aside, staring at the other man. That was one dangerous-looking crazy person. It was a good thing he'd armed himself...

[devils_tactics]

Kazuo turned around. "Yet another roommate," he commented. Just what he needed, more useless kids in the room to dig through his stuff. This hospital seemed big enough; didn't they have space elsewhere? What a wierd looking one, at that, and jumpy. Kazuo said, "You scared? Just wait until the monsters show up."

[usoppsenchou]

Another? M-maybe the last one went home cured?
"Monsters?!" The eyepatch guy who'd walked past was scary enough--the last thing Usopp needed was monsters running around! He firmly ordered his knees to stop shaking. This was an insane asylum... the roommate was probably just having delusions, or something harmless like that.
"I--The great Captain Usopp isn't afraid of any monsters!" Realizing his voice was a bit high-pitched, he toned it down. "I've fought hundreds... no, thousands in my day. I just seem to be a bit misplaced now."

[daddyslilkiller]

The intercom had barely clicked off the first time before Omi was getting ready for the nightshift. He didn't especially care what the Doctor had to say, but it meant he'd be getting out of his room and away from the much too heavy silence.

Sweatshirt? Check. Pens? Check. He'd paused over the darts, wondering if their loss was outweighed by the point he'd make if he gave them back to Kurama. In the end, he'd kept them, deciding that the extra ammunition was worth being indebted to someone. He pocketed the baseballs, grabbed the bat, and was out the door almost as soon as it clicked open.

He didn't say a word to Kurama. He had somewhere to be.

[jei]

Farfarello didn't even turn his head to look as the blond kid hurried by, but his arm snaked out in an attempt to grab the kid by a shoulder or elbow and pull him into the impromptu little powwow in the middle of the hall. The kid was small, but moved with confidence and seemed to be sure of where he was going, and that was good enough to interest Farfarello at the moment.

[daddyslilkiller]

Omi was in mission mode, so when one of the people in the group at the end of the hall reached for him, he was moving back and reaching for one of his pens before he really registered who was doing the reaching.

Not someone he knew, anyway, and Omi was not in a generous mood tonight. He did stop, but kept just enough distance that he couldn't be grabbed without warning. "What?"

[jei]

The kid obviously had good reflexes, which further proved to Farfarello that he might potentially be useful. "I'm looking for a couple other people. Is there a patient directory? Or do you know where Schuldig or River can be found?"

Farfarello made no attempt to apologise for trying to grab the kid, nor did he introduce himself, asking for the kid's name, or do anything else remotely polite. He wanted out of this stupid hallway and into some action, and to do that he needed to find Schuldig first.

This was not shaping up to be a fun night, so far.