Night 46: M51-M60 Hallway

[numberii]

Heh, tonight was promising to be kind of interesting. First time in awhile, it seemed like, for which Xigbar was far too happy to give things a shot. That in mind, he stripped off that aggravating gray shirt and started grabbing his weapons, making sure that they were all okay. Three knives lashed to his ankles, three arrows tied around his waist,

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M59

[sixtyeighth]

Right after "lights out," after the nurses locked the doors for the night - or at least for about twenty minutes - Giovanni got up from his bed, stowed away the notebook and hastily changed into his nighttime attire, his suit and tie and sunglasses. After the radio's announcements, which he listened to with mild interest, he slid the knife he had acquired the previous night under his belt. All of the necessary items - suit, glasses, weapon, flashlight - were with him, and right on time, the doors unlocked and the night began.

That night, he wanted to find something. It's funny, isn't it, how his goal had shifted from 'someone' to 'something.' Now that Haine had agreed, however tentatively, to his proposition of a ceasefire, Giovanni could let himself focus on bigger targets - namely, the head of the institute. He wasn't exactly sure that the history club would bring him the answers he needed, but networking and finding allies was an important step - and besides, he needed weapons other than this knife.

[skipping a few hallways to here]