Nightshift 39: M51-60 Hallway

[high_prosecutor]

...was that Landel snoring? No matter. Miles clicked on his flashlight - or thought he was. The batteries seemed dead. He cursed to himself, swapping in a fresh set. There. That would be enough light to use for changing into his suit, which he did quickly

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[blood_and_pocky]

The vampire ate, waited, and when the time was right and Kaito was out of the way, prepared to meet the night by changing into the darker choice of outfit from the night before, collecting both the flashlight and the radio as he did so. He had something he needed to do that night, for the sake of his pride. To that end, he had to be focused.

Oh, Aidou was getting angry, all right--who wouldn’t, with that insulting morning wakeup call?--but he hid that well enough.

Now, he apparently had three females to meet, two of which he was spending the night with. Perhaps to the surprise of some, that thought didn’t incite the slightest light-hearted reaction in him. A debt, no more, no less. There was the possibility his participation would be of personal benefit to him, information wise, but Aidou wouldn’t hold his breath. All he could do was ensure things went as smoothly as inhumanly possible, that his healing wouldn’t be interrupted, and that working with two strangers wasn’t going to put him at any more risk than the environment was.

Needless to say, he wasn’t about to pay much heed to Hinamori’s idea of “team leaders.”

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