Night 37: M11-20 Hallway

[lady_general]

[ From here, roundabouts M16]

Celes tapped her foot and as she tried for the life of her to remember just where the Gambler resided. Hellfire, she should have gotten a straight answer from him. But then, it would have meant she'd also asked. Celes sighed and shook her hair from her eyes, adjusting her hair clasp. She walked for a bit, up and down

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M11

[winged_moon]

After finishing his dinner Yukito had pulled out his journal and a pen, thinking perhaps he could get some of his thoughts down in writing, even if Yue didn't seem to want to listen. Instead, though, he just found himself staring at the blank page, completely at a loss.

What exactly did he want to say? This whole situation was - well, "confusing" didn't really begin to cover it. He'd been coming to terms with the idea of his existence and Yue's and what it meant, though that was with help that wasn't here right now. And now it was all changed once more. And then on top of that, there were the visitors he'd had the day before to even further confuse the matter. Yukito sighed quietly, tapping the cap of his pen against his lower lip for a moment before setting it down again - just in time for the evening intercom announcement

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[not_rly_fai]

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He was feeling much better than yesterday, so the journey over to the other room wasn't nearly so tiring. He'd probably lost some weight since he'd come to the institute, but they all had their reasons. It shouldn't make too much difference, it just meant his usually fitted clothing hung a little looser than before. With the coat, one probably couldn't even see a difference.

Yuuhi was actually somewhat excited about the prospect of finding some useful items this evening, hoping to keep just one of them for himself, should they find it.

He knocked on the door to Yue's room, wondering which of the two he'd be traveling with tonight.

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[winged_moon]

Yue rose at the sound of the knock, glancing briefly toward Ken as he did. It appeared his roommate was taking advantage of the time for a nap, and he wasn't about to disturb him. Not after last night, and the other hadn't taken advantage of the opportunity tonight to chide him for the wounds he'd suffered after being forced to promise to take care of himself.

And so the guardian was quick to open the door, intending to be off quickly as soon as he'd determined it really was Fai waiting there - but paused upon seeing his visitor. Well, it was Fai, but not quite as Yue had expected to see him. "...interesting," was all he said, though, after a moment to consider, then nodded down the hall without so much as a greeting or attempt at conversation. "Let's go."

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[not_rly_fai]

"Eheh..." was Yuuhi's only reply. Yue, apparently, would be the guide for tonight. Yukito had said as much, but with these two, it was hard to be sure. Since the guardian seemed in a hurry, he backed up from the door and pointed his light down the hall, giving his companion a friendly smile.

"M'kay!"

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M14

[unmocked_lawr]

Javert stood up as the doors unlocked, nodding amiably enough at his roommate before turning to his closet and changing quickly into his usual clothes.

There wasn't much he could take with him tonight; he dropped a few pens into his greatcoat pocket and picked up his flashlight, then stepped out into the hall. F30 was only a short walk away; hopefully he wouldn't run into anything he couldn't manage unarmed.

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[unmocked_lawr]

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[violent_varmint]

Tanaka grinned as the woman on the intercom announced the arrival of Nightshift. So the Head Doctor was out dealing with an emergency, so severe that he didn't even have a chance to taunt his prisoners? It seemed this day was getting better and better, regardless of the change in the location of his cell. After watching Javert leave (with a nod back at the man), he rose from the chair, and began to gather his supplies before heading out - the notebook with his map, his "polearm" from the closet

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[violent_varmint]

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M16

[clockmongler]

[From this thread, if that's coo' with Hannah. :<]

Unfortunately for Noah, Luxord had two hands. The one that was not being held made sure to strike him again, just for spite.

"I hardly struck you so hard," he said. After all, he had outright punched II in the face, earlier. His roommate should be grateful the Nobody's knuckles still stung enough to let that not be his greeting tonight.

And then there was a tap tap taping at his door and the dulcet tones of Celes. "It seems the Fates think me to require a witness to prove this case." Without noticing how odd the current scene on Noah's bed would appear to anyone else, Luxord turned to the door and gave a "You know it to be unlocked, love."

[lady_general]

Celes shook her head; it appeared a nap had indeed improved Luxord's earlier mood. The general was pleased and she let her eyes drop to the floor as she opened the door. "Would you mind so much telling me where Master Xig-" Celes's eyes flicked up and she couldn't stop the sudden look of shock that colored her features. Her mouth dropped open slightly and her cheeks colored.

There was Noah, again, his hair shorn to a proper length and there atop him, Luxord. Celes wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry out in horror. Instead, she looked away quickly. "Should I leave you two alone?" Far be it from her to judge what the others chose for their free time.

[judgemagister]

"And yet that doesn't stop you from doing it once more," he sighed, pushing the Nobody away from him once Celes entered the door. He really wasn't up to the hi-jinks; mostly his thoughts were focused on the swirling scents of the chicken still surrounding him. Unearthing himself from the covers of the bed, the judge pulled the tray of food towards him.

The whole situation was really lost upon his brusque sensibilities.

He had manners, however, as slight as they may be. "Lady Celes," he lowered his head towards her as a greeting. "Luxord has told me he hasn't seen me in half a fort night. Is it the same for you? The night we found ourselves in Doyleton was a week ago?"

[clockmongler]

"On the contrary, love," he said from his Noah perch with a shit-eating wide grin. "I'd rather you join us."

And then the man pushed him away. Shame.

Well, if Gabranth was going to be that way, Luxord would leave him be for the moment. He climbed off the bed and moved to the closet--he was hardly going to wear his coat to sleep. "Your charge vanished as well that very night." It was said off-hand and with little weight, as if he was speaking of losing his keys and not someone dear to the other man.

...was that his uniform in there? It was!

M13

[opposingheaven]

[From here]

The journey to Homura's room was a short one at least, and the corridors were still mostly empty so early in the night. He did hope that the uniform wouldn't have any kind of bad effect on the other god. The uniform of a General of Heaven couldn't have any good memories attached for Homura after all. But he had his memories back now so he didn't think it should be a problem.

He knocked lightly on Homura's door. "Hey, Homura?"

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[screwthegods]

Homura had been quick to change after he'd been left alone, part of him wanting to head up to the experimentation hall where he knew Shito would end up. But the position he was in didn't allow him to abandon responsibility so easily; he had his own group to managed, and he'd warned his teams of this possibility. In a way it would be to their benefit, since it would give both Kudo and Kaito a taste of exactly what this place could do to them.

The knock was expected, breaking Homura away from his thoughts as the demi-god moved to answer the door. He was a bit surprised, however, to see Kenren not in his patient attire, but the uniform of Heaven's army. It did spark mixed feelings to see it, but Homura also knew that for Kenren, it would be an important thread of reality to cling to.

"Hello, Kenren." Homura stepped aside so the man could enter, offering him a tight smile. "I'm glad you made it. They took Shito for the experiments." Which of course sparked worry as to who else they would take, along with everything else.

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[opposingheaven]

Kenren's warm smile faded a bit into concern when he saw Homura's expression. That could not mean anything good. He slipped into the room quickly and turned to face the other god.

"Damn," he said, closing his eyes for a moment. It really seemed like they had it in for people working with History Club. Or it felt that way, even if it was all chance and bad luck. "You want to go after him?" They didn't seem that friendly, but it was a question which had to be asked.

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[screwthegods]

"No." He'd been struggling with that decision on his own, so the answer was easier for Homura to give. "His group was given instructions as to what they should do if one of them didn't show up." Though knowing that didn't make the desire to go after one of his own any less.

"Besides, I can only group us like this so often." Until there were more people armed in the club, Homura needed to balance the number of weapons in the groups. Tonight, with a specific goal, was the exception to that. "It's better if we keep our focus on what's already planned."

[spandexorgtfo]

Dinner was decent, and Kratos did not mind at all that his roommate had been sleeping the entire time. They didn't seem to talk to each other much at all, but that was perfectly fine.

Gathering his things and pulling on his boots, Kratos checked to make sure he hadn't missed anything before stepping out of the room quietly into the hallway.

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