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Nightshift 29, Patient Library

Jan 24, 2008 20:36

There was music playing in the library.

The door was closed and shut, but music filtered out anyway. Inside, the room was lit with battery operated lanterns set on tables. The tables themselves had been moved and arranged into a U formation, one table horizontal in the center of the room with two tables parallel to one another set against its ends ( Read more... )

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31st_of_china January 25 2008, 05:47:31 UTC

[From here with Qui-Gon and Obi-wan]

There wasn't any time to question the young man who'd appeared out of the darkness. There wasn't any time to see what was tearing up the Sun Room, only a glimpse of something large and muscular and maybe just vaguely human.

They were moving with an urgency he was familiar with. It felt natural, but he wasn't about to charge into the room.

Sanzo slowly pushed the door open, and peered in through the slit. It wasn't much room to study the room, but at least he could see the cat (if that could even be called one - it was fucking huge) on the table, and a man seated behind it.

The monk glanced back at the two men behind him, and held up two fingers. Two potential opponents that he could see so far.

Sanzo turned back, and slowly pushed the door open, tensing.

qui_gonjinn January 25 2008, 05:58:06 UTC

Seeing Sanzo's raised fingers, Qui-Gon nodded to show he understood. Two things inside, although two of what exactly still needed to be determined. Between the big, humanoid creature in the Sun Room and the fear, anger and pain he could feel in the Force emanating from the other patients, he couldn't get an accurate enough read on whatever was inside the patient library.

The Jedi Master followed after Sanzo as he pushed the door open cautiously. Trying to focus his senses, he still wasn't prepared for what met him as he caught a glimpse of what was inside. To all appearances, there was only the eerie glow of the lamps, casting light and alternating shadows on the only two beings inside that he could see. One was some kind of feline, looking to be in a stage of degeneration, its skin rotting (skin disease?), and lounging about. It had the same feel of void in the Force, and for a second he only saw that, that deafening silence ( ... )

braidless January 25 2008, 12:35:12 UTC

When Sanzo raised his fingers, Obi-Wan's eyebrows faintly furrowed, and he nodded as well. In truth, it was probably best that they'd traveled in a group like this. He was fortunate he'd been able to meet up with Qui-Gon, and, well, whoever this person was. (He'd have to ask later once it was more appropriate ( ... )

mister_radio January 25 2008, 15:35:23 UTC

So. Nobody was going to say hello.

Jack leaned back in his chair and looked at the three men who hovered in the doorway of the room he'd taken as his own.

"Can I help you boys with something?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

31st_of_china January 25 2008, 20:12:25 UTC

So this was the face behind the radio. Not entirely what he'd expected, but then again, neither had Landels. He'd grown used to facing youkai more than humans, but somehow, the few humans

Sanzo glanced back at the monstrous cat on the table. It hadn't moved yet.

The monk stepped into the room first. They might have come here to follow a lead, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to drop his guard either.

"It depends. How do we even know you're here to help us and not fuck us over?" Sanzo asked. Not the best start, but there wasn't any guarantee that the patients were being led along for this man's agenda. Maybe he had some history behind Landel, but that didn't mean he was "on their side" either. What was that saying? The enemy of my enemy is my friend might be appropriate, except the priest had always found that to be utter bullshit, especially when he wasn't sure of the other's motives.

...Except for when they're no longer useful.

That was the last part of the saying that people forgot.

qui_gonjinn January 25 2008, 20:25:00 UTC

Not exactly the most friendly way to start things, but Sanzo had said aloud what everyone else was no doubt wondering. Still, better to tread carefully. Qui-Gon reached out and laid a hand briefly on Sanzo's shoulder. Just a few seconds, but enough to say silently we must be calm before he, too stepped forward. He glanced from the feline at the other man's side, then back at the man. It was disconcerting enough that he seemed to slide around in the Force ( ... )

braidless January 26 2008, 02:18:09 UTC

Obi-Wan couldn't say he approved of the way things had started off, but at least this mysterious man from the radio hadn't sent his "pet" at them. He was glad when Qui-Gon laid a hand on his shoulder as a subtle, (and hopefully) calming gesture. Yes, it was true they were all wondering what this man's motives were, but experience had taught him that it was seldom wise to march into these sorts of situations with a hostile, defensive attitude. Of course, that didn't mean he'd be dropping his guard ( ... )

mister_radio January 26 2008, 03:15:51 UTC

"Look." Jack leaned forward, leaving off petting the monstrous creature on his desk for a moment. It yawned and rolled over, but made no move to attack the three men.

"I want the same basic thing you want. This place gone. I figure I've made that damn clear. You can believe what you want to believe - but I'm risking my ass to help you people out."

Why was none of their business. He had his reasons.

"Yeah. I've got weapons. And I can get you medicine. Let me know what you're in the market for."

He didn't care what sort of impression he was making. Not tonight.

31st_of_china January 26 2008, 10:04:52 UTC

So was there a catch? Maybe it was just having them do his dirty work, put themselves at risk, or maybe it would come back to bite them in the ass later. But if something was too good to be true, it generally was. Whatever the case, the man was either desperate or just plain tired of the bullshit. Sanzo didn't care about the reason, but it was pretty damn necessary to know about anything in the near future that might fuck them over.

He was right though. Considering what they'd all heard over the intercom and radios, Landel would like nothing better than to have him dead. He had to have heard the latest broadcast with his location. If he really wanted to screw them over, why would he put himself at risk?

Sanzo folded his arms into his sleeves.

Catch or not, he'd be stupid not to take this opportunity. He needed to get armed to continue searching for the sutra, get his shit together, and then take the place down on the way out. Deal with the consequences of this then ( ... )

qui_gonjinn January 26 2008, 18:13:31 UTC

Qui-Gon nodded. To be truthful, they needed whatever this man had, whatever he could give. Anything to even the odds during night shift.

"We would need supplies like those," Qui-Gon agreed. "Anything else, like electronic parts," he wasn't sure about the specific names, but he still wanted to try to construct a commlink here if he could. "Medicine would also be useful, but I'm afraid I don't know what is counted as medicine here."

He paused and then went on. "We also need some answers. About Martin Landel. Why is he doing this? And how is he capable of doing what he does, taking all these people from all these places? "

Even from death? And how, it seemed, was this man behind the radio able to sit safe from the beast beyond the door, the beast even at his side which, while rotting and looking more a corpse than anything else, seemed content to merely lie there like some overgrown pet. While he didn't sense this man as a hole in the Force, he was still an oddity - something he hadn't ever encountered before in his long years as a ( ... )

braidless January 27 2008, 14:21:24 UTC

"We understand your supplies may be limited, however," Obi-Wan added. "Really, anything we can defend ourselves with would be appreciated. I'd say we've been here long enough not to be too choosy." Extra things like electronic parts could follow in due time, especially if they had the means to navigate without getting torn in half by the local wildlife as soon as they stepped outside.

Granted, he detested the idea of using something so uncivilized, like a blade or firearms. But he was also practical, and he knew it was better to get a little blood on his hands if it meant staying alive and hopefully helping others along the way ( ... )

mister_radio January 28 2008, 17:01:05 UTC

"That's a pretty steep order," Jack said, steepling his fingers. "Can't give it all away, you understand. You think you're going to be my only visitors tonight?" Like hell he was just going to hand everything over to the first people who wandered in.

"You want meds, you want to hit the second floor. That's where they're kept, and you'll do better than the scraps and slips I've got on me now. As for answers.... Those aren't for sale. Sorry my friends, that's just how it is. But you'll never understand Marty's reasons, trust me. Just let it go and focus on the important things, hmm?"

He wet his lips and adopted a thoughtful expression. "Now tell me why you deserve something so dangerous as a gun."

31st_of_china January 30 2008, 09:14:19 UTC

The priest just stared at the other man for a second.

"Defense, that's why," he replied. No shit.

They came out here, wasted time he could be looking for the sutra and Hakkai, managed to skirt around whatever-the-fuck-that-was in the Sun Room (and were going to have go back through on the way out) just for this?

Sanzo just smiled, the expression a mirthless one. There was a certain irony to all this, when he stepped back and looked at it.

Maybe the man before them was more like Landel than he realized. Sanzo didn't know Qui-Gon or the other man (Obi-Wan?), but the older patient seemed like the diplomatic type, smoothing over a rough situation when it needed it.

Too bad for them, he wasn't willing to let it drop just like that.

"So let me get this straight. You want us to basically help you take Landel down - or do it ourselves - yet you won't give us any information to go on in regards to what we're dealing with. Tther than a 'trust me'," said the monk. "That's not good enough. That's almost same kind of bullshit the Dayshift ( ... )

qui_gonjinn January 30 2008, 09:48:22 UTC

Qui-Gon raised an eyebrow at what the man on the other side of the radio said. For a man that seemed to want to help them, be their ally, he had a roundabout way of going about things. Qui-Gon could understand that sometimes such ways were necessary. Sometimes they were the only way. But he didn't believe that now was one of those times. Right now they needed information just as badly as they needed weapons.

And answers weren't bought. They were just as important as being physically armed.

Qui-Gon didn't need to know Martin Landel's reasoning. What he did need to know was why he seemed to be slowly consuming the Force, why he was a hole in it ( ... )

braidless January 30 2008, 15:57:33 UTC

Obi-Wan wasn't entirely sure what to say to all of this. For starters, he thought this man had already made it quite clear that he didn't intend to give them any information, and, to be honest, he didn't really see why he'd feel the need to. He was obviously hiding things for a reason, and it wasn't like they had anything to offer in exchange for any extra knowledge. The fact he was offering them free weapons was amazing in of itself.

That's not to say he wouldn't have liked to know more. A part of him had been hoping for it, actually. But he knew that as long as they were at a disadvantage -- unarmed, with hardly any connection to the Force, and no way to get home -- there was little they could do to convince him otherwise. They were mere prisoners with nothing to offer in return. They were, in a sense, at this man's mercy, and if he didn't want to explain things, then the best course of action would be to take what he did offer, move on, and hope to find answers another way ( ... )

mister_radio January 30 2008, 18:02:12 UTC

"You know, it's funny." Jack leaned back, still stroking the creature in front of him. "I don't remember ever saying I was offering information. I said I was offering weapons, some other items, but I never once said I was selling or giving out information. So I'm not real sure why you boys assume I am. It wasn't advertised. I didn't put it on the table when you got here. You're the ones all het up about it. Why is that? Why are you so certain I should give you something I never offered?"

He'd never promised answers.

"You boys don't ask the right questions, anyway. There are rules. Now if you want me to arm you, I can do it. But like I said - I've got to be able to give at least something to everyone who comes through that door. It's only fair. You made it here, you get your reward ( ... )

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