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Nightshift 39: M41-M50 Hallway

Mar 05, 2009 19:02

Dinner had been refreshingly quiet after the roar of the music room- apparently Matsuda was sleeping this one out- but even with room to reflect, Depth Charge still found himself at a loss. For one thing, he hadn’t made any plans. For another, he’d dropped his slagging flashlight and bat last night. Three minor issues that, while not exactly ( Read more... )

albedo, claude, guy, dias, badou, yohji, depth charge, artemis, two-face, vlad, nataku

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M44 full_score March 6 2009, 06:34:43 UTC

It was safe to say that this had been among Claude's weirder days in the Institute (which was saying a lot, really), but this was just the icing on the cake. Was the Head Doctor seriously snoring? He wasn't sure whether to find it funny or just plain irritating. This was the man who held the keys to getting out of this place, and there he was, sitting asleep, with no one able to use it to their advantage ( ... )

M44 razing_phoenix March 6 2009, 09:07:31 UTC

[From here.]

When all was said and done, it hadn't taken that long, and Guy did his best not to worry about the juice as he reached Claude's door. He knew his friend would understand that some of it had been lost in the transport, and there wasn't much else that could be said about that.

Right now, the bigger problem was that he had no way of knocking on the door, or even opening it (which he wouldn't have done even if he could since he remembered the way Claude had reacted to Dias barging in last night). He could have set down his flashlight so that he could knock, but that seemed like way too much effort -- and way too risky, when he'd already spilled who knew how much of the juice.

There was another way to go about this, of course. "Hey, Claude?" he called out, making sure to raise his voice so that it would carry through the door. "I'm here." Claude would understand why he hadn't just knocked once he opened the door, he figured.

M44 full_score March 6 2009, 17:33:49 UTC

Claude perked up a little once he heard Guy's voice. He almost just told him the door was open, but then he got up from his seat and walked over to the door. Once he opened it, it became apparent why his friend had just called out for him -- between the flashlight, Ashton's sword, and the bag of stuff Guy was carrying, it was a wonder he was able to make it in the first place!

"Oh, wow!" he said as he moved in a little closer. "Here, let me take something from you." Claude smiled a little guiltily. "Sorry, I should have realized your hands were going to be so full."

Maybe it would have been better to meet in Guy's room, but it was a bit late for that now. This was probably something to keep in mind the next time they set up a meeting spot, though.

M44 razing_phoenix March 7 2009, 03:28:28 UTC

"Haha, thanks," Guy said, quickly extending his hand forward so that he could offer the hilt of Ashton's sword to his friend. Once he'd been relinquished of it, he moved into the room (though he wasn't able to close the door behind him), heading for the bed that he knew was Claude's so that he could set everything down. The flashlight went first, freeing up that hand so that he could focus on carefully settling the pillowcase.

"I think some of the juice may have spilled," he explained, tone somewhat apologetic. In fact, it was probably seeping from the pillowcase onto Claude's sheets now, but Guy didn't think it mattered since everything would be back to normal when morning came.

He carefully opened the bag and first pulled out the artifact, which had gotten some juice on it as well. Sighing, he wiped it off on the bed and then put it down before easing the pitcher of juice out. "There's still a good amount left," he said thankfully.

M44 full_score March 7 2009, 05:21:56 UTC

Claude grasped the sword and stepped aside to give Guy enough room to move past him. Once his friend had gotten inside, he followed in after, leaving the door just a little ajar.

He hadn't thought of bringing the artifact they'd gotten last night along, but it was probably a good thing Guy did. It would have been terrible if they made it all the way down there, only to find out they needed it for something. "I'm sure it's still okay," he assured his friend once he removed the juice from the bag. "You had a lot of things to carry, so..."

Claude reached to take the juice from Guy. "By the way," he added, sounding a little sheepish now, "I meant to apologize for acting like a jerk last night. It's tough enough being trapped here, so the last thing I want is to make it worse for people by snapping like that."

Re: M44 heavens_too_far March 7 2009, 05:57:02 UTC

Dias' outfit from Expel was a bit more complicated to get into than Claude's, so he took a little longer to arrive than Guy had. This time, however, he knocked (even though the door was slightly open) - with obvious deliberation, as if to call attention to the fact that he'd made a note of Claude's reaction the night before.

Knowing Claude, he'd probably complain that Dias had knocked when he needn't have bothered, what with the door being open, but then Dias was used to clashing with his rival and didn't think much of it.

Re: M44 razing_phoenix March 7 2009, 06:07:12 UTC

Like Guy had expected, Claude took no issue with the fact that some of the juice had been spilled. Nonetheless, the swordsman moved the pitcher over to Claude's desk, wanting a solid surface to rest it on so there wouldn't be the risk of any more accidents.

The apology came out of nowhere, and Guy wasn't even sure what Claude was talking about until the younger man elaborated. "Oh, that -- it's no big deal," he said, quickly waving his friend off. "Everyone gets agitated sometimes. It can be pretty hard to keep your cool in a place like this..."

Before he could say any more, he heard a rapt knock at the door, and there was only one person that could be. It almost underlined what they had just been talking about, which caused Guy to inwardly grimace. Hopefully Dias hadn't overheard what he'd just been saying.

Seeing how this was Claude's room, Guy left it for him to handle.

Re: M44 full_score March 7 2009, 06:27:28 UTC

Well, it was good to know Guy didn't hold it against him. He was about to open his mouth to say something until he heard the knock on the door. Dias. A part of him wanted to get irritated since he'd purposely left the door open for his rival. Still, he had the decency to hold his tongue, even if he wasn't sure whether Dias was being considerate, or if he was knocking so deliberately just to get under his skin.

Then again, going out of his way to irritate him wasn't really his style. Claude knew Dias well enough to realize that.

He supposed the person he really needed to apologize to was Dias, but there would be an opportunity to do that the next time he got to speak with him privately. He was pretty sure Dias had gotten irritated with him during fourth shift while talking to Dad, too, so it was probably best to talk to him about that as well.

Quietly frowning to himself, he stared off into space for a moment. Dad...to think he'd show up in this place like he had. Claude's stomach jumped up into his throat a little bit every ( ... )

Re: M44 heavens_too_far March 7 2009, 08:08:05 UTC

Dias stepped into the room without further delay, glancing between Claude and Guy with a slight nod of greeting to each of them. "Are we ready to go?" he asked, tone neutral. He had overheard a bit of their conversation - after all, the door had been open - and was rather annoyed that Claude had apologized to Guy when he'd been the one the blond had snapped at, but...well, for one thing, he'd never expected an apology to be forthcoming. Besides, holding a grudge over something that stupid would just be a waste of time and energy. The only reason it irked him at all was because it seemed to be another instance of Claude having a skull too thick for any logic to penetrate, but he might as well resent the grass for growing. No amount of irritation on his part was going to change the way things were.

Re: M44 razing_phoenix March 7 2009, 08:42:15 UTC

While Guy didn't know Dias all that well even though he had spoken with him a few times and they had obviously worked alongside each other to get through the basement last night, one thing that had become painfully obvious was that the man was all business. Chatting just for the hell of it didn't seem to be something he even knew how to do.

Guy wasn't sure if it was intentional or not, though. In this case, Dias had completely brushed off Claude's explanation, and Guy had to admit he could understand why that might rub the other blond the wrong way.

In this case, it seemed like the best thing to do was just keep the conversation moving. "Just about, yeah. Although... do you think you could carry this artifact, Dias?" he asked as he moved back over to the bed to grab the shield they had won last night. "I figured we should bring it just in case, but I don't really have any hefty pockets..."

Not that his normal outfit had them, either, but that was beside the point.

Re: M44 full_score March 7 2009, 18:19:19 UTC

Claude inwardly sighed. Friendly as always, that Dias. He guess it couldn't be helped, but it'd be nice to see Dias try to be a little cheerful for once. Then again, "Dias" and "cheerful" probably went together about as well as Martin Landel and Mr. Radio, and they all knew how that had turned out ( ... )

Re: M44 heavens_too_far March 7 2009, 20:44:14 UTC

Dias studied the shield in Guy's hands briefly before reaching out and taking it. "Fine." He'd used shields before, although not all that often; he doubted this one was an actual shield in anything more than shape and wasn't really good for much in the way of protection, but it was better than nothing and he did, at least, know how to carry one.

Besides, he was the only one of their group he'd trust to fight one-handed. Claude was skilled, but he wasn't that good yet, and Dias still couldn't vouch for how good Guy was with a blade. Perhaps tonight would give him his first glimpse of Guy's abilities.

Dias could tell he was unnerving Guy and Claude with his silence, so just to seem willing, he added, "Do we need anything else?"

They'd made good progress last night; hopefully tonight would be similar. But somehow Dias suspected that any challenges they met tonight would be a bit more time-consuming than a riddle(that had been a stroke of good luck he didn't expect to repeat itself), so he wanted to hurry up and get moving.

Re: M44 razing_phoenix March 8 2009, 00:04:16 UTC

Guy shot the other swordsman an appreciative glance, though he wasn't sure how visible it would be in the dark room. The shield didn't have any practical use, really, but there was the chance that they would have to present it in order to be allowed into the next area of the basement. There was that whole issue with needing three people to get through the doors down there, so he wouldn't be surprised if something else like that came up ( ... )

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