Nightshift 38: Main Hallway 2-West

[mind_caster]

[from here]On the second floor, and she hadn't blacked out yet. The complete darkness, instead of slowing her down to a cautionary walk, allowed her to speed up. Melissa was too sensitive to light to be able to see much unless she was in total darkness, a fact which had only annoyed her up until this point. Now she could just run through the halls

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[secret_orchard]

[from here]

Here Armand hesitated. It had been far too long since he'd been on this floor of his own free will. They were too close to where he'd been so frightened. His breath caught a little, and he waited for his friends.

"Now I have to remember the way to the kitchen," he said to himself.

[OOC: and take a deep breath!]

[janus_006]

The upstairs kitchen...that was where Alec had gotten his knife. He hadn't been there in a while.

"It's not this first hallway here," he said authoritatively. That was where they did the experiments, and he remembered that it was somewhat convoluted to get there. He could tell that Armand was uncomfortable being up here, so he didn't add that last part about the experiments out loud. He may have been an asshole, but he wasn't that insensitive.

[loyal_soldier]

"It's that hallway." TK indicated the proper one. "There are maps usually posted on the bulletin by one of the prisoners." He'd made sure to memorize what he'd seen. It seemed odd that other people didn't consider it a priority.

[reanalyze]

"My, I haven't been here in some time," Citan said, glancing about. He'd come up there one of his first nights, hadn't he? With those two young women who'd mistaken him for some man named Jin. Or rather, two different someone's named Jin. How very odd it had been.

Weapons were a good idea, he had to admit. Not that he needed them, but for the others.

"I do remember the kitchen, however. At least vaguely."

[secret_orchard]

Armand walked vaguely in that direction, not hurrying as he had moments before. "Now that we're together, I wanted to say explain." Although having an audience of three was a bit daunting.

"Though at first, I wanted to ask Monsieur Trevelyan--" He was unsure of what he was doing, so he slipped back into a more formal mode.

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