Nighshift 41: Main Hallway 2-East

[number_crunch]

[From here]Finally reaching the top of the steps, Sho's velocity at last hit 0. Panting for breath, he set down the sheet full of thing he'd brought from his room. If this little jaunt was any indication, he'd have to recalculate his stamina and other physical statistics; either that or he was just out of shape. He hadn't done a lot of honest to

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[roseoverture]

It had been just after her question that the . . . thing had appeared in the hallway. Utena didn't know what to make of it. It looked like a woman for the most part, but her arms and legs were grotesque. To top it all off, just being near her seemed to make the whole area start to feel warmer. Or was that just Utena? She felt her forehead as she followed Renamon further down the hall, thankfully slipping past the creature while its attention was on another (more capable-looking) patient. Sure enough, it did feel slightly warmer than it ought to have, and she was starting to sweat in her uniform.

For the time being, Utena tried not to pay attention to the sensation, more interested in Renamon's answer. She nodded as the older girl explained. "I thought that the outside seemed too obvious, but I wasn't sure. Like I said, I haven't been around long enough to know what people have figured out already.

"I think you're right about the basement or the high parts of the building. If they're the most mysterious parts of the institute still, there's got to be a reason for that, right?" She paused a moment, then added, "Either that or the answers are hidden in plain sight and people still haven't found them. I don't know where they would be if that's true, then."

[yin_yang_fox]

The Digimon shook her head slightly, attempting to refocus herself. Humidity or no, she was not allowed that excuse to be nonproductive. Surely, Renamon would have continued this for a moment, both the reorientation and the internal commands, but for a very strange person trundling down the hall. With most of the items from the janitor's closet, it looked like. She grimaced. Of course, there would be someone like that when she actually needed to get things done. She shook her head, this time in exasperation, then continued to the next hall.

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