Night 54: M-C Block Hallway

[hiddenbadass]

[From here]Well, this was already an improvement. Last night had ended far too quickly. The former turtle looked around, watching out but mostly listening for others. No one came. The coast was clear--for the moment. Mike preferred it that way

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[itneverwas]

[From here]

As expected, this patient block mirrored his own, sharing both its layout and its silence. The small radiance provided by his torch did not reveal the presence of either patient or monster, so there was little reason to linger.

Yet, Xemnas paused when the small radio he carried sprung to life, relaying a message that offered little pieces of information other than those he had already grasped. Something within the food, was it? He offered Erika a glance to see if she was still following, the girl who had been so strangely on edge only moments ago. Was it related? Or a mere coincidence? The Superior could not be certain, for the information he had was too little.

[witchdetective]

The sudden noise from the radio startled her, which was very unlike Erika. She scrambled to dig out her radio, even though she could hear the broadcast clearly from Xemnas's own. The contents... shouldn't she be happy about this? If Marc didn't know anything either, it meant she was free to investigate. It made sense that he wouldn't know, he alluded to that much last night.

... Unless he was hiding something.

Tonight, Erika didn't seem to like what she heard. On the contrary, she was staring at her radio rather suspiciously. She had her thoughts about him and his resistance, but now she was starting to rethink them. Marc... was he truly on their side? Didn't Momo say something interesting about him? The enemy of my enemy is not always my friend. Normally, such thoughts would be ridiculous: She had even met the man, and saw the condition he was in

[witchdetective]

[ got permission to move back here ]

[anemptydecapo]

[From here]

Hmph. From the silhouettes whispering in the darkness, perhaps it wasn't as late as he originally assumed. Venom stilled the flashlight in his hand, nearing close to the wall opposite of the one the strangers were standing near, and silently made his way around them. He didn't have time to get caught up in the affairs of others.

He would need to check Bella's room. If Edward was not there and could not assist regaining ground this night, he still had his promise to the man to worry about--whether he cared for the woman he swore to protect or not. If neither were in the room...

Hm. He would think of something.

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