[from here]Knives went into the room, shining his flashlight around for a moment to orient himself. He didn't say anything as he walked to the counters to look for a knife, a slight limp to his step from the strain of kicking down the door ( Read more... )

[from here]Knives went into this smaller room and went directly to the door to the kitchen. Subaru had said it would need to be broken down. He examined the door with his flashlight and then glanced at the human to make sure that the boy wasn't standing right behind him and in the way ( Read more... )

[from here]There were outside. Knives took a moment to look upwards at the sky to see the stars. It wasn't the sky that belonged to Gunsmoke and despite how long Knives had lived on that planet (over a century) he felt no nagging sense of homesickness. What had take place been but a barren promise of a wasted paradise ( Read more... )

[from here]From this point on it was new territory for Subaru, though he remembered the map well enough that he felt confident he wouldn't get lost. Still, it was nervewracking to be heading into the unknown, in the dark, with a companion he didn't exactly trust. Would the staff kitchen be guarded as heavily as the one on the first floor? He could ( Read more... )

[From here]Miku pushed open the door to get away from the smell wafting down the main corridor. She swallowed some of the bile down that threatened to surge up into her throat and sighed. Her face felt hot, and her hands seemed clammy. Miku worried if there was something she would see tomorrow night, and hoped she didn't know the victim ( Read more... )

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There was no one in the hallway at all when the two reached the second floor. No sign at all of anyone, which struck him as strange since usually there were at least voices or light from other patients’ torches.

Siegfried did not want to linger in the hallway, not when it would put he and Xelloss at risk of being attacked.

“Stay close ( Read more... )

Mello did not have high expectations for the evening.

If the previous night had been any indication, they'd get about thirty feet before Near's obsessive observation habits ruined any hope of beating the time curve, but without the bulletin to find a new group he had no choice to repeat the effort.

Normally, he waited several minutes to set out into ( Read more... )

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The patient corridor widened out as it hit the Main Hall. Patients were already moving about, his senses told him, but he was unable to identify who they were. Qui-Gon moved on in the darkness.

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He moved as quickly as his leg would allow him to, taking the pain for what it was and letting it flow through him and out of him. Qui-Gon knew how to get to the Main Hall from here and didn't anticipate any trouble.

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Unlike the week before, the buses pulled in to the front of the Institute before the sky became dark, and so the departure was a very organized situation rather than a chaotic one. Nurses and orderlies escorted patients off the buses, and just as the front doors to the Institute opened and the patients were taken back to their rooms, the intercom ( Read more... )