Night 53: Main Hallway 1-Center

[windstwilight]

[from here]And the center of the main hallways it was. Nice and tidy, right, right; a bit too quiet to be sure, but hey. The place would probably liven up soon, one way or the other. She, on the other hand, just needed to wait here for this Scott guy so they could go on their important mission of stealing instruments that may or may not be there

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[tartaros_avatar]

[From here]

At last. Recluse strode into the central hall, glowing eyes searching the hall for any sign of his victim for the night, tapping the flat of his sword against his off hand in a slow beat. Nothing. He found the darkest corner of the hall to stand, alert, his fist tightening and relaxing on the grip of the sword. He would wait. If Sechs did not show himself, he was a coward. And Recluse did not suffer cowards to live.

[sixth_attack]

[From here.]The sound of heavy boots softly thumping the floor along with the faint creaking of a leather battle suit shifting and folding with each movement announced Sechs' timely arrival. Upon reaching the center of the main hall, Sechs halted and took in a deep breath, readying himself both physically and mentally for the fight. He lowered his axe from his shoulder and grasped its handle with both gloved hands, slouching forward like a wolf on the hunt as his instincts sent the hair on his neck bristling with attention. This was where the battle would take place

[tartaros_avatar]

Finally. He caught a glimpse of the android. Certainly after last night, it was impossible to forget that idiot's costume. And he was just as loud as ever. His jaw tightened, a snarl creeping across his lips. Oh, he would certainly show himself.

He kept to the shadows, moving closer to the android, keeping as silent as he could. He wasn't built for stealth, but the years before his transformation that he had spent as a thief had taught him much. He closed in as close as he thought he might manage without breaking cover before suddenly charging out of the shadows, taking a powerful swing at the android with his sword, eyes flaring with furious deep red light. He had said this would be a fair fight. He had made good on this. He never specified that 'fair' in the Rogue Isles only meant so much.

[sixth_attack]

The flicker of red streaking through the darkness was the first hint of Recluse's attack. Sechs' battle-honed instincts caught his challenger's presence just in the nick of time, alerting him to the source of the glinting sword that struck out from the shadows and firing his muscles to swing his own double-bit axe to greet the imposing blade. The axe struck Recluse's sword, releasing a sharp CLANG into the near pitch-black air. As soon as the weapons met, Sechs felt his fear and guilt drown in the sudden rush of electrifying battle lust. This was his chance to prove himself, no matter what kind of body he was in!

"There you are!" Sechs crowed, his amber eyes meeting the glowing red irises glaring down at him, he couldn't help but give a toothy sneer at his opponent. The Replica swung the axe back towards Recluse, aiming the second blade towards the taller man's torso. "I was worried you wouldn't make it tonight!"

[flashyaudacity]

[From here]

"Check the closet out," Kaito agreed with a nod. There was a door coming up on their right, but it was a little too soon to make the turn. The next door would lead them to the lobby. "If you have any trouble getting it out, I've got some tools you could borrow. There's a screwdriver and some other stuff."

In the back of his mind, he hoped he wasn't coming off creepy with offering to help Yukari out so much. He might have felt like he knew and trusted her at this point, but Yukari? Man, if he'd been in her shoes it would have been pretty difficult to give himself a chance. He'd have thought he was nuts... or a stalker. Or a detective, but that was more of a personal concern (unless Yukari had trouble with the law, too).

"We're almost there," he said after they'd passed the door. "We need the next door on the right."