Nightshift 38: M1- M10 Hallway

[theroadsofar]

Dean had taken a nap after dinner, figuring that he might as well grab whatever rest he could before he took off trying to find supplies for a full-blown exorcism. His sleep was fitful, the hunter tossing and turning in the bed, eventually settling for sprawling face down in it with his arms flung around his pillow. When he woke up, Angel was gone

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[outside M6]

[for_marian]

[from here]

Leon wasn't staggering by the time he made it to the correct hallway, but that was largely because it took a great deal to make Leon lose control that much. He was definitely feeling the effects of dragging around a heavy bundle of metal the night after being fairly seriously injured, and not just in that the cuts on his back had re-opened somewhat. At least this place's rapid healing meant that he wasn't gushing blood like he would have been without that extra help in recovery.

Catching his breath once more, Leon let go of the sack of metal and raised his good hand to rap sharply on the door to M6.

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[felled_hero]

Hughes was already up and about after his roommate had slipped out, getting himself ready for the night. Maybe they were suffering, but he was going to keep on getting weapons to people and making sure they could use them.

"Come in!" he called at the knock, this time staying away from the door and keeping a knife in his hand. He wasn't about to take any chances.

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[for_marian]

Leon exercised caution as he opened the door, as well, not wanting to get caught in some sort of trap. He kept himself out of the path of fire as the door swung open, and only after a heartbeat passed and nothing happened did Leon come around into view and enter the room.

"Would you mind grabbing the metal?" Leon knew it was possibly rude to ask the smith to do more work, but he gestured to the fresh blood staining the back and shoulder of his shirt and hoped that the older man would understand the problem--carrying that metal was aggravating his wounds.

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[felled_hero]

"Shit," Hughes exclaimed, seeing the blood and the way the man was angled in pain. He rushed over to take the metal, and offer his shoulder. This was probably Leon, here for his weapon.

"Take a seat on the bed," he instructed. He wasn't going to let the man go out there with open wounds. "Have you had these looked at?"

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[for_marian]

Leon ignored the offered shoulder, but saw no reason to refuse to sit down, at least. He was a bit tired--despite his skill and training, his size did work against him when it came to brute strength, and dragging that metal all this way was something that required only brute strength. "They're from last night. A few stitches broke on the way over here, it's nothing to be concerned about."

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[felled_hero]

"You're hurt enough to be bleeding," Hughes pointed out, fumbling around in his desk for the makeshift first aide kit he kept. There wasn't much to it, just a bit of gauze and some rubbing alcohol and a few pills, but it was good to hang on to.

"You want it cleaned out? You've got a few minutes before you get your weapon," he pointed out. Ed wasn't even there yet. The metal had just been dumped unceremoniously in the center of the room - injuries were a little more important than alchemy, at least in Hughes' opinion.

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[for_marian]

Leon would have shrugged, except that that was probably the worst possible movement he could make at the moment, given the location of his injuries. "Might as well, then, if we're still waiting on something." Leon had no idea how this metalsmithing worked, after all, and wasn't about to press for details--if the guy said wait, they waited. A sword was worth any amount of trouble, here.

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[felled_hero]

"We're waiting on Ed, he's our alchemist," Hughes explained, pulling out some rubbing alcohol. Ed would probably not be too long, he rarely was. And depending on how things went, maybe Hughes himself would get out tonight.

"Worst thing around here is infections," he went on. "Broken bones and everything, they get treated in the morning and they can wait for it. Infections...some of those can be nasty and swell up within hours. And this place isn't exactly known for it's cleanliness at night." He grinned a little, trying to keep the mood light.

"So how'd that happen?" he asked.

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[lost_metal]

[From here]

It only took a couple of minutes to reach Hughes' room and he knocked lightly at the door when he arrived, announcing his presence so that he didn't end up at the wrong end of one of Hughes' little knives. "It's Ed!" he called out.

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[for_marian]

Leon shrugged out of his shirt and started unwinding the bloodied bandages--at least the ones he could reach--so that Hughes could get to the injuries. There was a little more blood than he'd thought from the few places his shirt had been sticking to, but it still wasn't all that serious. The slashes from the bird's talons were shallower than they should be already--this place's healing magic at work. "One of those big birds outside. Killed it, though."

At the knock on the door, Leon's good hand went to his own knife, but fortunately Hughes had mentioned Ed's name just a moment ago, so Leon relaxed again as the other man announced himself. As much as he ever relaxed, anyway.

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[felled_hero]

"I've seen those," Hughes said, nodding. "They look like a nasty piece of work." He rubbed a bit of the alcohol into the wound, looking at it with practiced eyes. "Looks like it's not too bad," he said, nodding.

His eyes jerked up at the knock and he tensed for a moment, relaxing at Ed's voice.

"Come on in, Ed!" he called, going back to wiping away the blood from around Leon's wounds. You couldn't keep those too clean, as far as he was concerned. "He'll be making you your sword. You'll be out of here in no time," he promised.

And then he'd talk to Ed about last night.

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[gald_digger]

[From here!]Anise's arms were getting tired from carrying the heavy metal-stuffed pillowcase. Fortunately, she was about to be relieved of it. M6 was right ahead! It looked like somebody else was already at the door; a blond kid who wasn't any bigger than she was. The Cooking Club sure had a lot of kids, it seemed like

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[lost_metal]

"Yes," Ed said, nodding warily at the girl who came to stand next to him, not recognising her. Then again, he didn't know most of the people in the 'club' so it wasn't surprising. He thought he might have seen her around in the Institute, but hadn't really paid much attention.

He completely missed her expectation about being escorted in and pushed right into the room when Hughes called back, shoving the door open and jamming a foot in it to keep it open. "What happened?" he demanded of Hughes, giving him a worried look. "There was the message on the bulletin and..." He couldn't lose him again, he really couldn't.

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[for_marian]

Leon didn't flinch at the sting of the alcohol in his wounds, though his habitual scowl did deepen just a touch. It was almost funny, how little hurts like that could feel worse than the injuries themselves. Something to do with the rush of battle, no doubt, dulling the pain so that he could function in a crisis; just sitting here on a bed, though, there was little distraction.

When the door opened, a young man Leon assumed was 'Ed' entered, along with a young woman Leon felt as though he'd met before. After a long moment, Leon realised where and when they had met--in front of the institute on the night after the first field trip. So, the annoying girl was still alive. Leon wondered if the pudgy old man was, too. Ignoring her, Leon nodded to 'Ed', though the other boy seemed to be involved in talking to Hughes at the moment.

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[felled_hero]

"And we'll talk about it later," Hughes said, tossing aside the bit of cloth he'd used to clean Leon's wounds. "I'm fine, as you can see for yourself. Let's just say...I took care of some old business last night." He wondered if Ed would understand what he meant. He didn't want to talk about something so personal and involved in front of other people. He hoped Ed would get that much from his cryptic answer, at least.

"Thanks for the metal," he went on to say to Anise, smiling. "You can just dump it with the rest, that'll get us ahead of the game. Ed, this is Leon, he's our client for the evening. Ed here's our alchemist, he'll get you set up."

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[gald_digger]

They couldn't all be princes, could they? It was a sad realization, but Anise didn't let it get to her, accepting the less-than-gentlemanly gesture as good enough. She followed the boy - apparently named Ed - inside and took a quick glance around