Nightshift 21: Main F-Block Hallway (Near Restroom)

[materianinja]

[From here.]

Dragging the defaced bedsheet out into the main hallway, Yuffie quickly ran down to the end of the darkened corridor, near the restroom. Pulling at the corners, she spread her makeshift sign flat out on the floor where everyone could see it.

THIS PLACE SUCKS HARD.
Barret and Mr. Intercom. Forever, liek whoa. <3
~The NinjaYuffie

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[bigshotbarret]

Barret saw it. He saw it clearly with the aid of the flashlight under his tightened death grip. He felt his blood begin to boil and his body begin to shake as he saw the sheet with his name and...

There was only one person in his mind who could have possibly done this, and he was suddenly regretting feeling sorry for being violent toward her. Now he felt completely justified.

He gripped the bedsheet and crumbled it into a ball on his lap as he only briefly glanced to Yuffie admiring her handiwork. He was in the mood to hurt her, but knew better of the passing idea. He simply kept his mouth shut as he attempted to move further into the F-hall, seeking out his desired destination. He simply felt in the mood to crack some heads unfortunately as of now.

[materianinja]

For a few seconds, Yuffie was too surprised at seeing her friend to even realize what he was doing. She hadn't expected to meet up with him tonight at all... Not that it changed the fact that she was mad at him.

"Oh, so you just wheel right in and destroy other people's art? You're a real piece of work, you know," Yuffie snapped as Barret took her bed sheet. "And I thought you were staying in your room to rest. Doesn't look like resting to me. Liar."

[bigshotbarret]

There was nothing Barret wanted to say to her at this point that didn't involve a lot of yelling, a lot of cursing, and a big fat violent tantrum that would probably lead to making his injuries that much worse. This time he left it alone having other things on his mind, and kept going through the lit hallway by the bulb in his flashlight. There was no point in wasting healing energy on the ninja--he'd always have time to kill her later. He might not be tearing her apart in reality, but in his mind, her body with a bloody mess in his hands.

She was just lucky he was slightly handicapped.

[Going Here now]

[materianinja]

Yuffie was a little hurt that Barret didn't even give her the time of day. He just kept rolling on by, completely ignoring her and her comments. That, combined with the bedsheet he'd taken, completely killed the satisfaction she'd felt in thinking up her revenge. It dawned on her that there were only female rooms down that corridor, and that realization only seemed to fuel her fire.

"Well, fine!" the ninja shouted down the hallway after him. "Go have your secret little meeting or whatever the heck you're doing down there! I don't care! Some friend you are! Jerk!"

With that, she took out her pen and on the wall scribbled:

BARRET WALLACE. ONE NIGHT - TWO FITTY. LOVE YOU LONG TIME. ALL MAY APPLY.

Turning on her heel, she stormed out into the main hallway to go exploring, her pillow case swinging from her hand.

[offduty]

[wandering over from here.]

Everything freaking looked the same. But given that he'd seen a few girls coming from roughly this direction when being led to breakfast, Reno assumed the female block couldn't be far off from the men's block. There were no patients around to give him a clue...but there was a bathroom.

He peered inside, ignoring the scribble he could see on one of the walls.

Yeah. He was in the right place.

He glanced over his shoulder briefly. He hadn't been comfortable leaving Rufus last night, but he was far less so right now. It might've just been because of their talk. Probably.

Maybe.

Dammit.

Shaking off the sensation, Reno made his way to Elena. F2 she'd said, right?

[offduty]

[going here.]

[lustful_thing]

(Coming from here)

Lust really just wanted to get out of her room and wash her face - and wash up properly, she supposed. She wasn't going to risk trying to make it to the showers, however. The sink would have to do. She led the way over to the restroom but paused, her flashlight beam catching words written on the wall.

"Barret?" she asked, her voice emotionless. "What is that?"

[bigshotbarret]

Barret had followed her wordlessly, lost in a thought on their trek to the washroom. He wondered about cleaning himself in the womens' washroom, disliking the idea of adding distance to their travel to just to be politically correct.

Lust's inquiry jarred him from his deliberation as he eyes scanned the wall she directed the beam to...

And the world went red.

"THAT MOTHER FUCKIN' BRAT IS FUCKIN' DEAD WHEN I FIND THAT BITCH!" he bellowed, his entire frame trembling with the rage of it, his hands in balled fists. He was more than ready to punch something, someone. The night started out bad, then improved, then went all out weird, then bad again, and back to worse. Yuffie was going to die for this.

[damned_monsters]

It was not usually a good idea to shout during nightshift.

The hall was silent for a moment or two, and in the silence a rather sizeable feline dashed out from the shadows and made a leap for the woman's back, claws outstretched.

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[lustful_thing]

Lust was distracted by the writing and by Barret's exclamation. Was he mad? Or simply an idiot?

"Quiet!" she snapped, eyes narrowing. Noise was a sure way to draw unwanted attention. She almost didn't sense the animal coming for her. But when she did, it was too late. She half turned, eyes widening as the animal pounced. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment, freezing her as she realized what was happening.

With all her reserve, Lust twisted out of the way. But it wasn't enough. The creature caught her on the side, clawing through her shirt and skin and knocking her to the floor in a spray of blood. She went down with a loud cry, pain lashing through her like a whip. On instinct, acting through the pain, Lust rolled onto her back and struck out with her right hand. She clawed at the animal with her bladed knuckles, her heart pounding in her throat, hoping to slice it and perhaps blind it.

She'd never been down like this before.