Open // In-Progress

[seeing_within]

Who: Sitara {seeing_within}, Suzaku Kururugi {knight_o}, Reno {redor_dead}, Cissnei {freedomonwings}, Yuffie {superninjayuf}, Xemnas {thronedneurosis}, Faith {more_ofadoer}, Sephiroth {a_general_chaos}, OPEN!
When: July 30th, just after nightfall
Where: Main Office
Rating: Pg-R
Summary: Night has come again.

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[knight_o]

Not a moment of rest was given to poor Suzaku to get his thoughts in order, it seemed.
He had been given orders to stay put, and help anyone human inside. The orders have left him all confused, and a woman coming trough the door wasn't helping him at all. He had no time to waste on useless thoughts now though, he could always ask details later.

"You okay miss?"

He asked, clearly worried and confused. There wasn't much he could do though, without any equipment on hand. His eyes searched for something worth using. Weapon, first-aid-kit...? There should be at least something useful in office.

[seeing_within]

Sitara jerked around, eyes wide with fright. She took a deep shuddering breath, then nodded a small affirm. Keeping her back to the doors, she closed her eyes and tried to block out the waves of approaching fear beginning to manifest on the island.

Please, she silently begged, not again! Not again!

OOC

[seeing_within]

[If you want to jump in to the lower comments with Reno, that'd work, too. :D ]

[redor_dead]

Reno collided solidly with the door of the Main Office, banging his fist against the glass and looking behind him.

"Yo, open up!"

He'd managed to avoid most of the bigger beasts, knocking skulls with a few drop bears and smearing the side of his face with blood. Man, he hated this damn place.

[seeing_within]

Sitara gasped and whirled around, eyes wide to see the unfamiliar redhead outside the glass. Fumbling fingers hurriedly snatched at the locks and she finally got the doors opened, grabbing him by the collar and all but dragging him inside.

Never minding whether or not he fell as she pulled him in, Sitara quickly shoved the doors closed and relatched them, praying to all the gods living and dead that they survived this new horror.

[redor_dead]

Reno sprawled on the floor as the brunette released him, panting heavily and wiping the side of his face to try and clear off the blood, hissing as he caught the small gash there.

"Thanks," he muttered, dropping his head back with a sigh. "No one else but us?"

Shit, Cissnei was still out there. Reno climbed to his feet, moving to stand beside the woman and looking at the other person. "Heard from any of the others?"

[seeing_within]

Sitara gestured to the other, the new man who'd arrived just before the lights went out, it seemed. "Just us," she agreed, somewhat breathlessly.

Looking at Reno, she nodded and said, "I'm Sitara. I don't think we've met before now." Glancing at the other man, Suzaku - although she didn't know his name yet - she asked, "Did you receive your supplies when you came out of the elevator?"

[freedomonwings]

By the time Yuffie manages to drag Cissnei into the Main office, the youngest Turk was a mess of ripped clothing and reeking of blood. Losing so much of it was making her dizzy, and the pain, even though she was trained to push it away, was quickly becoming too much.

With a ragged breath, the girl attempted too push away from Yuffie, supporting herself against the wall as best she could. Potion, cure, fuck she needed something now if she was going to remain conscious.

[seeing_within]

Sitara closed the doors behind the two girls then turned around and saw the damage done to the uniformed officer. Although she blanched at the sight of all the blood, she quickly dropped to her knees and pulled away the blood-drenched sleeve, wincing at the depth of the wound.

Although it was a useless gesture, she quickly felt her pockets for anything, something to stop the bleeding. Her head was beginning to ache with the reverberations of fright roiling around the office, but she was trying, damnit.

"I...I d-don't have anything," she nearly whimpered, her hands stained with Cissnei's blood. "And there's nothing in here either..."

[freedomonwings]

The girl rested her forehead against the wall, focusing on breathing until Sitara neared and touched her. She tried not to flinch when the other started messing around the areas near her wounds, but all that resulted it was her tensing slightly. She was losing control.

No, not acceptable. The fighting was over for now but survival was still something she had to fight for. The Turk turned hazel eyes onto the woman by her feet, and realizing how...almost scared she seemed, the girl knew she had to steady herself, take and keep control. She was a Turk, she could, had to keep going.

"First aid kit's behind the plant over there." She muttered, digging thorough her memory. How had she known they would come in handy? But at this point something so small wouldn't be that much of a help. "I need someone from my world though, with MP. Reno...Reno should be here." Keep talking Cissnei, she told herself. Keep Thinking. No giving up.

[seeing_within]

Turning around, Sitara hurried over to the specified plant, finding the small white box behind the large fern. Why anyone would keep a first aid kit here was a boggling question, indeed.

Nevertheless, she hurried back to the wounded Cissnei and opened the box, staring unfamiliarily at the items contained within. Biting her lip, she confessed, "Please, bear with me? I've never really had to use any of these before."

She did work in a hospital, though, and knew enough to clean the wound with alcohol before applying any sort of medicine to the gash. As gently as she could, Sitara carefully wrapped gauze around the long gash in Cissnei's arm, trying to hurt her as little as possible.

[superninjayuf]

Yuffie wound up sitting just a little away from Cissnei, watching the Turk get patched up by Sitara. She sighed and slid down the wall, stretching her legs out, but avoiding letting her wound touch the ground.

At least Sitara wasn't hurt this time, at least that wasn't going to freak her out again. Yuffie didn't like these night cycles.

"Have you heard from anyone else?" Like Tifa, or Cloud, or Vince. Yuffie hadn't heard anything from Vince, and she was worried for Tifa, in case those horrible things got to her the same way they got Yuffie.

[seeing_within]

Giving the little ninja a comforting smile - or at least what she hoped was a semblance of one, Sitara shook her head. "I haven't," she admitted, "at least, not yet."

And that worried her. She'd not heard from Tifa, Dean, or even Sam, who'd vanished from the front of the office just after the siren sounded. And she worried for the two brothers.

"...I hope they're okay," she whispered softly.

[superninjayuf]

Yuffie nodded slightly, agreeing with Sitara. She pulled her knees up and hugged them, leaning her chin on them.

"There are things out there with voices." Yuffie whispered. "They made me think Tifa was in trouble." She didn't like this, at all. And she wished that maybe the warning would be longer. She hated the indecision on where to go, or if she should help.

"I hope everyone's okay."

[seeing_within]

"Me, too." She was tempted to pull out her phone and start calling for everyone, but she knew enough to leave the channels open, in case someone really needed help.

Sitara curled on the floor next to Yuffie, feeling very small and alone.

...until the next group entered the office.

[thronedneurosis]

Xemnas had been a little too far away from his cabin to make it there before the siren ended, not like he would have ran anywhere anyway. Instead he'd gotten caught out with the monsters in the darkness.

One could say that was a new experience as he is ever used to being the most powerful in his little Organization.

And so with a deliberate pace, he almost seems to storm into the main office, Aerial blades still in hand, as if feigning his anger at the situation. He's far from unscathed, his little romp in the dark certainly wasn't what he had expected, and now he has wounds seeping whatever it is nobodies bleed.

There is no nod of acknowledgment to the others trapped within either; they might as well not exist.