Night 53: M51-M60 Hallway

[longlivetehking]

The doors had not even unlocked and Landel had already began granting them more examples of his cryptic rambles. Hnn. Perhaps Scar was growing paranoid after all this time, but it almost sounded as though as if he had yet another surprise in store for them, be it tonight or tomorrowThe doors finally unlocked, and the former lion moved into the

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[sasuke_of_sound]

His roommate had been absent at dinner, something Sasuke wanted to say had been a common recurring phenomenon -- but his own memories of the past few days were blurred by too much sleep, unwilling and uncontrollable, and the number of dinners he'd slept away or simply couldn't recall finishing before waking up was more than he'd ever had in his lifetime. And this was after having spent nearly three years in Sound with Kabuto's cooking

[blood_and_pocky]

The tension that continued to undercut the intercom announcements complemented the vampire’s mood--or perhaps more like added to it. What, was the bastard under pressure? Oh, what a poor delicate, simpering baby. But what was this about doing well and ‘The Eagle’?

The question and other similar ones circled in his head even as he homed in on Sasuke’s cell, his first priority the moment the doors had unlocked.

This time, the boy had better be

[sasuke_of_sound]

[SORRY FOR CODING FAIL OTL /o\]

Good. For all his sometimes florid complaints, Aidou had a way of cutting to the point with perfect subtlety when he wanted. Sasuke's grip on his sword tightened briefly before he let it relax back to the standard ready-position. It was a precise example of the infuriating nature of Landel's control of consciousness and unconsciousness, time and again; not only did it jeapordise Sasuke's goals, but it ruined plans with allies that could mean the loss of a night's work. As much as Sasuke would have preferred not to care about the needs of others, it was unavoidable in the Institute to take up some semblance of teamwork.

Another gripe. Familiar like a thorn buried too deeply under the skin for removal; Sasuke worried at it and let it go. They had time tonight, and something would be done

[blood_and_pocky]

[I SAW NOTHING!]

Aidou disliked others failing on him when he had extended to them a certain amount of expectation, but he disliked nonchalance even more; the tension he saw in Sasuke pleased a part of him, because he knew he wasn’t the only one frustrated and hungering for progress. And a greater part of him knew he didn’t need to doubt that would be the case until they were both free, because ultimately they wanted the same thing, were facing the same obstacles.

Which meant he checked his ire and the impulse to say, You couldn’t have told me that sooner?

For the same reason he hadn’t done more the night prior, he let it be so that silence filled the space where his reply would have been.

So Sasuke did have one of the rings. The answer would have been ‘yes’ or ‘no’ either way, and Aidou had already considered each option. It was good, an opportunity to see what Landel intended by them. The excitement their sudden appearance had caused may have faded some from public view, but they were still a notable and very real question

[tartaros_avatar]

Recluse was just pulling on his black leather gloves as the doors finally unlocked. Landel was putting on quite a little show of immaturity tonight, but he couldn't be bothered to care. He would consider how to exploit this later. For now, he was focused only on putting Sechs in his place. He put a knife in his boot, another at his belt, laid out his sword on his bed, and, because he never wanted to come unprepared to a fight, his pistol into the back of his belt. He doubted he would need it, but if Sechs continued to do nothing but anger him, then he preferred such individuals to be assuredly dead.

He collected his sword, opened the door to his cell, and strode out into the black hallways. Revenge, no matter its importance, was always so satisfying to reap.

[tartaros_avatar]

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