Nightshift 27: 2nd Floor, Pharmacy

[beloved_less]

[From here.]

Soubi kept a hand flat out on Ritsuka's chest, holding the boy back, but ready to pull him closer should anything come and surprise them from behind.
The torch slowly crawled along the walls, revealing the room piece by piece. It seemed safe, but he wasn't letting go of Ritsuka. He took his hand and walked in.

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[gun_fire]

[ from here . ]

With one foot in the room, Riza paused, listening, trying to detect what might happen before it did. But after a moment, the stillness persisted, and she stepped further in.

As she scanned the available medication, she realized to her dismay that she had neglected to bring anything to carry what they found, but a short search provided a number of small bags that might have been used to distribute bottled medication. These would do if no one had better.

"The colonel wasn't specific," she said quietly. "We should collect anything with a broad application: pain treatment, wound dressings."

From the looks of it, that's what the previous visitors had been after, too.

[not_rly_fai]

They kept their medicines here all tucked into little bottles. It would make things difficult to carry, unfortunately. And he assumed they were supposed to carry as much as they could, so that could potentially make things difficult. It wasn't like he'd thought to bring a bag, just the flashlight, like they'd told him to

[damned_monsters]

There were more dangers in this place than those that bit.

They were easy to miss in the dark, because they were the dark. A deeper black than shadows, floating without sound or shape, they moved closer to the group. Distractions were to their advantage, as only the wary would notice their approach.

One to the pantless man, and one to the boy. They came closer, eager to touch, to drain the light from their very souls with just simple contact.

[Tad]

[undesirableone]

Harry frowned slightly at Riza's request. He had thought to bring his robe, at least, which had deep pockets he could store things in, but he wasn't sure how much of a help he could be. He didn't know the medical names of a lot of the most common Muggle drugs. His aunt and uncle had made sure to only give him the barest of treatments and even then he had always been careful not to get too injured. Other than the bruises and cuts that he got from Dudley it had really been after he had gone to Hogwarts that he started facing serious danger and even then there had been magical ways to heal people.

"Doubt we'll find phoenix tears here," he muttered to himself as he moved to the shelves to look over the bottles, pointedly not staring at Fai.

He didn't notice that he was about to be attacked.

[truthisntsimple]

Everyone was looking at the various Muggle medicines and drugs. Severus itched to glance through, see if he could find anything useful for potions but years of self-control taught him patiences. No one was guarding the door. No one was on watch, and he had no idea what other type of creatures lurked in the nighttime hallways of this...institution.

The lingering smell of blood, the slight red haze, and the utter darkness of the shadows disturbed him. So he took one more cautionary look around.

Something was very very off about this room. He felt a little better with his wand out, but not much. Taking a step closer to Harry he motioned to Hawkeye then glanced meaningfully towards the darker corners of the room. He hoped his message was received: they were probably not alone.

[gun_fire]

Riza followed the professor's glance, for a moment seeing nothing, more interested in the stick he was holding so purposefully than the direction of his gaze. But he must have seen something . . . and Riza turned the harsh beam of her flashlight in that direction.

Nothing.

The beam traveled the wall as she continued to search, but there was still nothing. And yet--there was something always just on the edge of the light's circle, as though the beam had to push it aside with its movement

[not_rly_fai]

Phoenix Tears, now there was an idea. They didn't have those birds in Celes, it was much too cold. But even then, could the tears cure something like that? It might be a nice thought, but probably useless in the end.

Despite all appearances and his current lack of trousers, Fai was in-fact, a very cautious man. And this thing, was definitely similar to a creature he'd run into before. Creatures black as midnight, called the Oni back in Outo country. Though, it hadn't been real at all had it? If it were so, he wouldn't still be alive now. Seishirou had ordered the things to kill him last time and he was only still here because it had all been a terribly advance virtual game system

[damned_monsters]

Indeed, the creatures didn't care about the solid things thrown at it; they might have moved to avoid the objects, or the things might have passed through them, but in the shadows it was nearly impossible to tell. They continued to creep forward, avoiding the light, until each had come to their intended target.

Their touch wasn't cold, but poetic humans might describe it that way for the effect it had. Deep black on Harry's shoulder, on Fai's leg, and suddenly their emotions were gone, left with a void as dark as the creatures that caused it. Apathy, the creature's curse, and so dangerous in this place where death lurked around each corner.

But there was still hope for these two, all depending on how soon they were pulled away.

[truthisntsimple]

It felt as if time had slowed to a horrifying halt as Severus watched Harry and Fai being...attacked by mere shadows. He could see as the two boys stopped, reacting as if Dementors had gotten a hold of them.

Dear Merlin, these creatures were like Dementors. If they touched him, he would be useless, but to get to Harry he would have to go through them. And if he used magic, he could be lost. Still, Hawkeye seemed capable. And Harry had never had too much trouble finding safety (and luck) in numbers of friends.

The decision was not hard to make.

"Hawkeye! Grab them and run." He lifted his wand and thought of Lily. "Expecto Patronum!" He had put as much of himself into the spell as he could, but even that hadn't been enough to produce a fully formed patronus. Still, the silvery light poured from his wand towards the two boys.

He stumbled, his head spinning, eyesight blurring. Severus pointed himself in the direction of the door and shoved the two boys out to here.