Night 52: Main Hallway, 1-East

[itneverwas]

[From here]If there was one piece of vital information that Xemnas had already grasped during his short stay here, it was that the second floor's main corridor was usually one that was guarded. As the Sun room, it was a center area that was often traversed by the various patients confined within these walls, making it rather logical to position

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[livesbyinstinct]

[from here]

If Kiba had ever stopped to consider about maybe taking the logical approach to things, to take a leaf out of Shikamaru’s book that he would probably never get around to writing, perhaps he would have waited for Niikura take the lead. Maybe hang back a pace or two and watch things unravel from behind.

But Kiba had never been much of a follower. Never had, and never would be, not if he had the choice in the matter. He disliked playing backup with a passion, wanting to be right in the thick of things, come hell or high water. If there was going to be a fight, he wanted in, and he wanted to be the first into the fray. And if there wasn’t going to be? Well, he still wanted to be there first anyways, just so he could say he had been, and not have to settle for being anything close to last. He didn’t want to have to restrain himself just because some idiot said so, even if said idiot had considerably more experience and talent (yeah right) than he did. If someone wanted him to stay behind, that bastard had better have a damn good reason for asking him to do so.

“So,” he said, not particularly caring if a monster heard him-hell, he might even be able to see it coming this time around)-"you know anything about that guy on the radio? Or-what was her name?-Jill?”

[oneman_onekill]

Weirdos and condescending bastards...unfortunately, Kiba had landed himself a partner who happened to embody a little of both of those. However, Niikura knew the rules: he would test the line, not cross it; he'd play according to the situation. So if Kiba wanted to take the lead despite having never looked at a proper map, that was fine--for now.

"Eh..." Niikura shrugged. "My first night here, I heard one of Jill's broadcasts; she mentioned somethin' useful bein' hidden in a shed out on the field. The guy I was with and I had to fight our way through one of those brainwashed patients to get in there, and in the end we got nothin'. So I don't know. Know she's supposed to be on 'our side', but as far as I'm concerned, she's not always trustworthy.

"Don't know anythin' 'bout the other one," he admitted.

[livesbyinstinct]

"'Our side?’” Kiba snorted, turning his head and spotting the stairwell, making a deliberate beeline for it. Her and what army? Were there actually people outside this freakish institute who actually knew what was going on? How many? Couldn't be much if they hadn't tried to break in the place by now, and preferred more covert methods. Certainly not very good ones, if that Jill woman had been caught trying to do whatever the heck she usually did.

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