Night 57: F01-F10 Hallway
She still hated experimental psychologists. Whether they lied or not, they only cared about results, and not the people that were their test subjects. Aguilar was just like the ones who'd created her -- if he really wanted results, he'd tell them what he expected. Not what to do;only the worst commanders had no use for initiative, and that was
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If anything else, meeting her friend today had only increased her resolve. She didn't want anything to do with this program, whatever it was. Aguilar was the delusional one if he thought his apparent honesty would be of any use. Besides--there would be a catch. There was always a catch. You may kill to eat. That reminded her of events she didn't want to think about now ( ... )
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F2. Soma halted in front of the door and knocked sharply, resisting the urge to bite her lip. "Rapunzel? It's Soma. Are you there?"
No response. After a moment's hesitation, she called out, "I'm coming in," and pushed the door open.
Nobody. No significant signs of a struggle, either; the sheets on one bed were rumpled and the chair was slightly askew, but that could just have been caused by Rapunzel. At least, she hoped that was Rapunzel's side of the room. The bed on the other side was neatly made and the sheets were folded in a way that Soma knew all too well.
She hadn't been released, had she? She couldn't have been. There was that icy feeling in the pit of her stomach again, but she did her level best to push it away--along with the rapidly growing list of horrific things that might have happened to her friend--and move on to the next room. If Rapunzel wasn't here, then maybe Tsubaki was.
The rest of the doors revealed nothing. Soma moved on to the next hallway.
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In the meantime, Lion listened carefully to the intercom and what this General had to say. The speech left her feeling... uncertain, unable to decide how to take it. Lion may have been the upcoming head to her prestigious family, but she was no soldier. How did they expect her to fight and become 'valuable' in that sense? (Not that she appreciated being used in such a way, so she hadn't been entirely too into the idea of becoming so regardless.)
Lion clicked on her flashlight to illuminate the darkened room. It was time to figure out what to do, in any case.
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But the only person who came through it was Yomi again, which definitely put Lion at ease. Though she didn't know who or what else she would ever expect to come into here of all rooms or places, she was at least relieved to see it was just her roommate.
"Good evening again," Lion greeted out of courtesy, lowering the beam of her flashlight closer toward the floor. No need to blind her any further. "I hadn't expected you'd be returning."
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They had called her Charlotte. Promised her a home. A ring.
When Claire found the intercom buzzing and the lights swishing out, she doubted her next move. She could behave. She could stay inside and go to sleep, like Charlotte would, be a good girl and go to sleep and forget all the strangeness of the nights. Or she could tell herself this was a dream. It was Wonderland, and she was Alice. She could do whatever she wanted here, because she was really Charlotte.
Charlotte had a baby and a life and she had Charlie. Chase. Chase and Adam. Claire ( ... )
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Damon's eyes narrowed briefly at the name Indiana (seriously), but he brushed it aside for less ridiculous things than Alaric's roommate being...Harrison Ford from the eighties. Some things? Not worth it.
"Wouldn't be surprised. I'd like to know where they're all coming from." These weren't exactly your everyday people walking the street. He'd met enough of them to catch that aside from a select few, there was something...off about them, whether it was obvious like Edward or more subtle like Zack.
He turned down the last hallway and started towards the very end. Oh, right, he'd have be invited in all over again, wouldn't he? Moving rooms here was probably the equivalent of moving homes. That was annoying.
"That one." He glanced over his shoulder, a contemplative look crossing his face. "Did I mention they may or may not know we're interrupting? Hope they're decent."
And then he pushed in the door.
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This time she wasn't complaining though, not when she managed to win out for top, straddling Stefan's hips and loosely pinning his wrists near his head as they kissed.
There had definitely been no room for complaints prior to that exact moment either, considering they were too busy tearing off those hideous uniform jackets without a single care for just how torn up they really were, knowing they'd be fixed up perfectly by morning ( ... )
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And she was. Safe and whole and heady with all the particular scents which made her Elena, and she'd smiled immediately upon seeing him at her door. And as much Stefan knew it would be smarter to hold himself at a distance, what with the hunger rumbling within him, it had been so long since they'd been alone together. Truly alone, with no nurses, no rules, no smirking older brothers ( ... )
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In the context of a monster-invested asylum, seeing two fellow patients the furthest thing from decent during the prime monster-hunting time wouldn't have bothered most people. Unfortunately, one of those people who just so happened to be bra-less was his student, his girlfriend's charge, and technically his stepdaughter.
You could see the slight trauma there.
When his flashlight flickered through the room and he realized what he was seeing, Alaric uttered a small, "Oh god," before abruptly turning a hundred and eighty degrees and leaving the room, moving down the hall so he could neither see nor hear anything else for the moment.
Karma was a bitch.
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