Nightshift 27: M21-M30 Hallway

[entrust_to_few]

Larsa knew far too well the routine that occurred with Nightshift nowadays. With his own roommate having been taken by the Institute two nights prior, he could not afford to risk the assumption that his Guardian had not been met with the same fate. And so, he only found it fitting to traverse to the latter's room and check himself

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[no_side_effects]

[[From here]]

Once Wesker had arrived in the hall he checked it out carefully to ensure that there were no monster already in the hall before he took up a position that would let him watch both M22 and the entrance to the hallway.

Now he simply had to wait, and while Wesker didn't enjoy waiting when it was avoidable he was a very patient man when he needed to be.

[g_resolution]

[From here.]

Like all other rooms within the facility, the patient block was unsurprisingly dark when William arrived. Yet unlike his roommate, William had a spine no reason to be afraid of the dark or what lurked within it. After all, it was merely the absence of light (which consequently resulted in no light for their eyes to refract and produce an image for them to see... but he digressed).

Catching sight of Wesker as he approached his destination, the doctor waited until he was at least remotely within proximity before clicking off his flashlight with a sigh.

"Have you been here long?" He already knew the answer to that one, but it was worth asking.

[plaguedred]

[OOC: From here]

Going around shining bright lights on Wesker was not the best way to put him in a good mood, sunglasses or no; there wasn't likely to be anyone else waiting here, but it was better to wait to be sure. So when he reached the area, he stayed put until Birkin approached to do the same. There, gathered. . . time to get on with things.

[no_side_effects]

"Not at all, William," It was irritating to be around people who needed a flash light to be able to see, but he was glad that he didn't. Hopefully once their guide arrived they wouldn't run into many enemies while heading for the second floor.

"We are waiting for the person who is going to escort us up to the lab. He is still in his room," And there were people standing outside M22. Wesker was standing far enough away from M22 that he wouldn't be visible easily by people without night-vision, but he could see what was happening there perfectly. Aside from the general lack of color that came between the combination of night-vision and dark sunglasses.

[deathbymidget]

Hiei didn't bother to wait for Ed to leave, or even to look at the boy. He had better things to do than wait around in the bedrooms all night again, and when the doors clicked open, Hiei was out of the room, setting what most would call a quick pace down the hall.

As far as the demon himself was concerned, it felt like he was moving his legs through sand. Another reason to hate the prison, and to escape as soon as possible.

[deathbymidget]

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[loyal_soldier]

[from here]

622 turned down the hallway, shining the beam of his glowrod over each door as he approached them. M30 was probably all the way down at the end of the hall, if he had gotten this right. He hoped he hadn't gone wrong somewhere along the way here. But, it was bound to happen sometime, anyway. Best if he only feked things up in a minor way.

[to here]

M22

[grosse_sklaven]

Adelheid knew that there wasn't nearly as much he'd need to accomplish tonight; just making weapons for Homura, and then guiding Wesker to the laboratory. After that, it was just a question of what Adelheid could do; hopefully he'd be able to find something to help himself out. Or the majority of the patients. Heck, so long as he could make himself useful again, that was what he'd really hope for.

For now? He just waited quietly in his room, awaiting those with whom he had some business for the night.

Re: M22

[lost_metal]

Ed waited nearly patiently for Hiei to leave, making it look blatantly obvious that he had things to do that didn't involve leaving his room just yet. He waited until the door closed behind his rommate before digging out the things he needed. The metal was stuffed into a pillowcase and tied carefully and the gun was pulled out more gingerly and stuffed into his pocket along with some of the spare metal bits he'd collected. No sense in making it obvious what he was carrying. Besides, it wasn't that far to Adel's room.

He looked out into the corridor warily and then made a run for it, the makeshift bag hitting his back a little painfully, but nothing he could deal with. He knocked on Adel's door to give warning and then barged inside, glad to finally have someone he could tell about his amazing success last night! "Hey!"

Re: M22

[grosse_sklaven]

How strange, he hadn't expected anyone to arrive so quickly... but then Edward was there, barging into the room and smiling, and Adel felt a smile creeping across his face. He should have expected Edward to be there, but it was still a surprise. The fact that he had grabbed his spear and whipped into a defensive posture was just pure instinct and should be discounted.

Putting the spear aside and sitting down on the bed, Adelheid chuckled as he inclined his head. It was always a good thing to see Edward, especially when the boy was in good shape. "Hello there; I wasn't expecting you tonight. ...are you well?"

Re: M22

[lost_metal]

Ed stopped dead, his eyes widening with shock when Adel turned sharply, the spear raised in a defensive move. Well, he hadn't expected that. His grin returned though when Adel lowered the weapon and Ed laughed wryly. "I'll give you proper warning next time, I think," he said. He'd been like that before, ready to attack without even knowing, although it was disconcerting to have it turned against himself.

He dropped the makeshift sack at Adel's feet. "I'm fine. I brought this over because I don't trust my new roommate, but I trust you and that kid, Larsa?" He sat down on the bed next to Adel and stuffed his hand into his pocket. His grin turned conspiratorial. "And I think you're right, about the guy on the radio."

[loyal_soldier]

[from here]

622 stepped out into the hall, making sure Faust was following before he set off. He was glad that the physical hadn't taken long- he didn't want to leave Claire out in the halls alone for too long.

He had been tasked with protecting civilians, and he was going to make sure he did his job well.

[empty_death]

Faust followed along easily. Keeping watch over their rear was obvious and he was hoping that the young woman wasn't far off.

[loyal_soldier]

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