Nightshift 26: Greenhouse Area
A breath of fresh air, and another clear night sky. Though nothing here felt so interesting as the creature in the Sun Room had been, at least he was getting a better sense of the layout of this place. And that 'fresh air' had another scent attached, something he recognized--though the tingle in the back of his throat at the cloying scent of decaying flesh was new. It didn't seem to be coming from the serene looking greenhouse, though.
He paused at the entrance for Seishirou to pass, though his thinly clad feet were on dirt rather than institutional tile now. That smell should not be from fresh corpses; not damage from tonight, but a previous night? Or something else entirely. The smell was distant, anyhow, only a whisper of death on the wind. It merged with the faint scent from the greenhouse and the faint sensation from the Sun Room, giving the evening scene an arcane and subtle feeling of dark.
Darkness beyond twilight, crimson beyond blood... He smiled widely at Seishirou, only a faint difference from his usual expression. "Please, after you." He gestured generously. Following was generally a stronger position than leading.
[from here]
He paused at the entrance for Seishirou to pass, though his thinly clad feet were on dirt rather than institutional tile now. That smell should not be from fresh corpses; not damage from tonight, but a previous night? Or something else entirely. The smell was distant, anyhow, only a whisper of death on the wind. It merged with the faint scent from the greenhouse and the faint sensation from the Sun Room, giving the evening scene an arcane and subtle feeling of dark.
Darkness beyond twilight, crimson beyond blood... He smiled widely at Seishirou, only a faint difference from his usual expression. "Please, after you." He gestured generously. Following was generally a stronger position than leading.
[from here]