[from here]It was a small box of a room, dark, smelling of wood and gasoline. There wasn't much space to walk. Her light hit more objects than it did walls, and more large contraptions than floor. Her blood and snow-crusted boots made wet prints on the wooden floor. Not much moonlight chased them inside, but enough reflected off the snow to give ( Read more... )

[ from here ]Sesshoumaru had judged, from the trees and bushes and outdoor benches, covered in snow, that the snow was not intolerably deep, and that he would not be attempting to jump onto a sheet of ice covered in snow. Happily, both assumptions appeared to be correct - the ice covered snow, burying various plants and dirt, was the only thing ( Read more... )

[ from here ]It was large, for what was admittedly a small room, and full of the scent of grains and spices and fruits and, for some reason, metal. Sesshoumaru turned his head as though looking around almost reflexively, before he could properly see anything. But the room was dark, and for now there was little but the dim outline of what were ( Read more... )

[ from here ]At first glance, there seemed little different in this room than there had been in the last one, especially in the dim light cast through the open door, and Sesshoumaru nearly growled in frustration. He felt weak, he felt drained, and if had all been for nothing once again ( Read more... )

[from here]While the door was still open, enough moonlight permeated the small area as to make a few things clear very quickly. For one, it was incredibly clean -- which said little, she thought. Most areas she'd seen had been some variation of sterile and spotless. Two, it was otherwise dark. Three, there was only one other door -- obviously the ( Read more... )

[ from here ]The rush of air that came with the opening door was not cold enough to be called biting, but was certainly cold enough to be a shock. Sesshoumaru's eyes widened in surprise at the smell of it - it smelled like the wind and snow, clean and cold and stripped of the harsh chemical scent that pervaded the facility so completely that the ( Read more... )

[ from here ]The handle to the room was loose in his hand, turning easily. Sesshoumaru was not relieved, but perhaps he was a little grateful that he would not be called upon to break another lock quite so quickly. He flexed his hand as he let go of the handle after twisting it - his hand and arm still had something of that loose, unfamiliar ( Read more... )

[ from here]It was a library. Sesshoumaru blinked in slight surprise, his eyes flicking around to take in that which could be seen, in the scant light cast into the room. Books and papers, leather covered plush chairs, the same high-standing tables as the rest of the institute was populated with, a dark carpet stretching out across the floor. The ( Read more... )

[ from here ]The hallway in front of them did not seem much different from those downstairs, or the one which he had followed last night - there were more doors, in different locations, but the corridor itself had no real identifying characteristics, nothing that marked it as different from any other place in this facility. Sesshoumaru was growing ( Read more... )

[from here]Snow reached the top of the stairs within moments. This was the part where he was supposed to start raising hell and kicking in doors. If he had still been as infuriated as he had been when first leaving his room, he probably would have done that immediately. Right now, there was a slight delay. Maybe it was just an after effect of... ( Read more... )