Nightshift 24 - Courtyard

[itneverwas]

[from here]Without much difficulty, Xemnas finally reached the courtyard. His orange eyes scanned his surroundings as he carefully moved though the darkness, on his guard for a possible ambush. He had not put on his flashlight, as it would attract unwanted attention. The Superior didn't want any unnecessary distractions, after all

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[ontheabyss]

(From here)

Lyta hadn't even made it out of the doorway when she stopped, holding up a silent hand to warn those behind her. What the hell was that thing out there? It hadn't been there last night, and it sure as hell didn't look like any of the monsters she'd seen in the hospital so far.

At least it was already after someone. Maybe they'd get lucky, and it would chase its victim somewhere else. A cruel thought, but logic tended to prevail in these sorts of situations. Besides, what could they do?

Someone would probably want to help, though. Damn it, why did her plans always get ruined?

[outrunningdeath]

Cheetara followed Lyta, her sharp eyes adjusting to the new darkness around them. The scattered flashlight beams that appeared from time to time aided her, though she had to admit she was frustrated at not being able to totally see in the dark the way she had been able to on Thundera. She might have mused over all her new "disabilities" but the sight of the huge, looming, pyramid-headed monster made her stop short.

"What on Thundera..." she breathed. Of course, her first instinct was to try to help. That was the usual Thundercat intent after all; aid the weak and protect the innocent and such. She had barely gotten a few more steps, however, before logic took over. That pyramid... Mumm-ra lives in a pyramid like that She thought, her blood running cold. She knew very little about the monster ahead but she in the past thirty seconds she had managed to grasp two very important concepts:

1. The creature was probably unfriendly and
2. The creature was dangerous.

Anything bearing any resemblence at all to Mumm-ra had to be treated

[outtokillhim]

There were actually people out here tonight. A big distraction from getting the pond business done and moving along, for sure. And they were having trouble- a fight, he noted right away, with some ominous looking... thing.

His proper senses told him to stay put; after all, he only had a few measly syringes and cruddy glass knives. But sensing the air of violence roused that familiar lust within him; not just out of his previous desires to prove himself better than the rest of his group, but to go in just for the sport of it.

He really wanted to spill a little blood tonight. Did it matter whose?

He ventured to touch Lyta's arm, thinking loudly and quickly to distract from other thoughts- "Do we partake in the fun?"

[prisonerofdeath]

Fox looked towards Lyta, moving closer so he could speak softly. "If you want to try to make for the pond while it's distracted, we should be able to go ahead. There are enough people to keep it distracted; Envy and I can keep it away if we need too, leaving The Joy and Cheetara to cover you."

He was pretty sure that the Katana could be used at least to some effect against the pyramid head creature. It wasn't like it was made out of metal, or armored the way that monster had been outside the experiment rooms. He wondered if he should have wanted to save people from the monster... but that desire just wasn't there.

[personincharge]

The Boss came behind them silently, instinctually shifting into her well-practiced CQC stance at the monster on the other side of the courtyard. Unlike Lyta, her first conclusion wasn't that it was a good idea to leave the man being hunted to his demons.

But she wasn't foolish or naive enough to risk the rest of the unit for one man , not without warning or preparation.

"Do we leave him to die?"