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Night 50: Bus Unloading Area

Jul 17, 2010 16:56

[From here.]Upon stepping outside, Castiel used his flashlight to take in what seemed to be some sort of drop-off area for vehicles. So this was how people were supposedly brought to this place. Teleportation seemed just as likely, but his memory of his arrival was either gone or nonexistent. The fact that he still didn't know how much time had ( Read more... )

izaya, gant, castiel, niikura, lord recluse

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tartaros_avatar July 18 2010, 09:02:32 UTC

[From here]

And now they were within the area where the busses had broken down upon return from Doyleton one night. Remembering the flying creatures that had circled overhead, Recluse glanced up, shielding his eyes against the moonlight.

"There are sometimes large birds that attack in these open areas, but I've been told they only go after virgins," he said to the other two as if this was a perfectly reasonable statement to make, "Unless either of you fall into that category, we may be safe in this area."

gargantuanlaugh July 19 2010, 03:55:28 UTC

"Sounds downright despicable," Gant sighed, shaking his head, though he couldn't help a slight smile that appeared when Niikura mentioned nearly losing his eyebrows. Really, it was a damn shame there wasn't any reward involved. However, if brainwashing was part of the deal there was no way Gant would even consider signing up. No prize was worth losing your self-control even for the briefest of moments. And the thought of Recluse being sent against the patient body... yeah, Gant couldn't even joke about that ( ... )

oneman_onekill July 19 2010, 17:55:40 UTC

Niikura's first thought was that Recluse was being over-confident, stating that no one would ever want him on the Institute's side. But then, he figured, the guy had red eyes, which had to mean something. He was thinking along the lines of crazy mutant superpowers and lasers - which would be pretty awesome to see but not to go up against, especially not when he didn't have his mask or a blank clone awaiting the probably impending consciousness transfer ( ... )

tartaros_avatar July 27 2010, 01:07:15 UTC

[So sorry about the delay! D8 Also as a note, the languagescrew happened between Niikura's and this post, so... Have fun with the sudden English, Showy!]

Typical. "Then we had better move on." He continued towards the Institute's gates, keeping a watchful eye on the surroundings.

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predictator July 18 2010, 23:37:44 UTC

Castiel hadn't shown even the slightest hesitation in going first through the door. Either he was the type to take charge-which could very well be the case, given his earlier requests that bordered on orders-or else he was simply confident. Or maybe it was a mixture of the two.

Once Castiel had gone through the door, Izaya waited a few seconds before following. If there were no guards and this was just a normal hospital in a normal city despite the abnormal number of patients roaming around in the dark, it would have been a waste... But if there were guards, he wanted the warning that short time might provide him. When he didn't hear any sounds of alarm, he followed after Castiel.

As he stepped outside, one thing became immediately obvious: wherever they were, it definitely wasn't Tokyo.

He frowned, feeling irritated. Even though the situation he'd found himself in was unfamiliar and he hadn't had anything to work with, he'd been wrong... Even worse, he still didn't know where they were beyond Castiel's vague notion of "in ( ... )

poorexample July 19 2010, 08:50:13 UTC

The boy was coming along, then. Castiel only shot him a quick glance before nodding and continuing to walk, not even bothering to slow his steps so that Orihara would be able to keep up better. He would protect him if they were confronted by anything dangerous, but the area seemed strangely abandoned for the moment. There weren't even any vehicles in the drop-off area. Granted, Castiel wouldn't have known how to drive one, but he would have been willing to improvise ( ... )

damned_monsters July 20 2010, 03:21:25 UTC

There was a whispered click click click like dropped pins if anyone cared to listen, and wet breathing that could just be the trick of the wind, but then...maybe not.

The large hound stayed put. Its tail wagged even as it looked as if one more twitch would send the whole appendage falling onto the concrete.

Despite how close it was too a taste, the animal didn't move. If the patients moved a few steps closer, their flashlights would catch the unnatural glow of a pair of watching eyes, possibly a glimpse of how the only thing containing one of its eyes was bone and a few remnants of tattered skin. And that would be when it would sink its teeth into the nearest surface.

predictator July 23 2010, 03:14:28 UTC

As they walked, Izaya took the chance to survey the area. He couldn't any buildings other than the hospital itself, and even that was only barely visible in the dark. It may have been night, but if they were near a city or a town-much less in one-he would have expected something more: street lights, neon signs, cars and pedestrians and a nightlife. Without even a glimmer of distant lights on the horizon, it was going to be a long way to go before they found anything ( ... )

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yin_yang_fox August 4 2010, 21:40:27 UTC

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Outside the area seemed the same as it had been weeks ago. The emptiness of the space contrasted with the cold chill it brought. Renamon swung her gaze up automatically, checking the sky and rooftop. "There are birds out here. Large and destructive." And if rumors held, only after one type of prey. No need to spell that out.

The bandage covering her eye was a nuisance in peeling back layers of the night, and she eventually looked back down to continue walking. And wonder. She hadn't seen him for a while. It was a good assumption to consider that things may have changed. "...I haven't seen you for awhile," she started. "How have you been?"

brooklynisangry August 5 2010, 03:49:27 UTC

Beelzemon looked up as well, the more chilly night air snapping him alert quick. "I'll keep an eye out, 'cause we both seem one short," he pointed to his tattooed forehead with a slightly sheepish grin. Yeah, bad joke, 'specially when Renamon was hurt and all, but it wouldn't do much good to act like talking about it would make it worse.

"'m... okay." Man, that brought the mood down fast. He gritted his teeth, glaring back at the building behind them. "Loz just disappeared. I dunno what happened to 'im." He hoped Loz was just somewhere else. Maybe this was like the Digiworld and his friend had just been snatched up by a data stream or something. And while we're wishing, let's say Pineapple Head's grown a brain too.

yin_yang_fox August 6 2010, 03:23:58 UTC

Surprisingly, her lips quirked. "True." She had allowed the loss of it on purpose; there was nothing to regret. That, however, swung her thoughts back to the events of last night. Perhaps if she sought Nunnally out to check on her, the girl might know why the pair was short their memories.

At the other Digimon's revelation, Renamon glanced over to him. Withheld, as usual, only that action would give her away. Too many she had met here that were now lost. And some that had returned. She could offer that, at least. If there was nothing else to give in comfort. "A few friends of mine vanished, too." More than a few. "Some of them came back. He might, as well."

brooklynisangry August 6 2010, 04:28:01 UTC

"Dunno if they should, I mean, 's not like this is five star treatment here," Beelzemon replied, eying Renamon's bandages again. "Don't think we can do anything 'bout that now either way, not when we still got that human jerk runnin' the show." There were a lot of people who needed a good whallop here, but that guy was definitely at the top of the list.