NIGHTSHIFT 34: Outside the Institute (North)
( From here.Artemis was the first to drop down onto the other side of the wall. He stumbled a little from the jump, but recovered well enough. He looked back up at Hitsugaya and Hanatarou and motioned to them in the darkness
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Quiet and solitary travel seemed to have done the trick he'd hoped for. Xelloss almost regretted not pushing his luck further as he finally started to wind his way back through the narrow rocky pass that he'd taken to reach the lake. But it was early to say that, still. He wouldn't know how his luck had gone until he returned safely to the Institute.
And it was early to say that even if he weren't attacked. His feet hurt. Didn't just hurt... they ached the way Xelloss's body had burned the last time he'd seriously tried to call upon his natural self, feeling strained to the edge of some point. Well, it was natural. Cold killed humans, didn't it? He was grateful for the darkness. Xelloss considered himself a pragmatist when it came to his own abilities, not inclined to be angry or jealous that there were forces greater than his own even at home. But shivering violently, curled in on himself a bit as he walked, leaning on the shovel for support...
It wasn't pride. He just didn't want to be seen so vulnerable when he knew there were other patients here who'd kill him as carelessly as he'd throw away their lives. At least the cold seemed to be easing as he neared the Institute, or thought he was nearing it. Why would direction seem more obvious to a Mazoku than to a human? Humans had their own little personal senses of navigation. But he still felt something uncomfortable and unfamiliar, worry, edging his thoughts. This was a playground large enough to be lost in.
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