Night 58: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

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((From here.))As he stealthily moved through the hall, Spock noted that it was quiet and dark. He didn't detect other patients, nor any hostile lifeforms. Perhaps the rest of the way leading to Dr. McCoy's quarters was in a similar state

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[quarter_english]

[From here.]

L leaned against the wall, settling in to wait for Edgar. He knew that he looked like he felt: sober, troubled, and worn.

If the wait was long, he would probably concede to his intense misgivings and go back to his room.

[girlsandgadgets]

[From here. Sorry for the wait! You should probably concede to those intense misgivings and go back to your room.]

As expected, Ryuuzaki was already waiting, his figure dimly illuminated from the lights carried by passing patients. Even if his face was mostly hidden in the darkness, his stance was unmistakable, especially as Edgar had seen again and again throughout the day. Their meeting had not been the only time: he had spoken to Terra as well, making his way to her table without pause. It might have been simply a happy coincidence, but given Ryuuzaki's behavior- his inquisitive nature, the occasional unabashed prying, his attention to detail- Edgar had no doubt his approach of the girl had been deliberate.

The question now was why he bothered. They ought to keep potential allies close, it was true; however, there was a thought lingering in the back of Edgar's mind. Was it that Ryuuzaki had learned something about Terra on the night of Project 2911? And if that was the case, what was it he knew

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"Passes...?" He frowned, then remembered his conversation with Terra, which had receded in importance, and dismissed the topic with a single quick shake of his head. Edgar's annoyance could wait. "Never mind that for now. Aguilar is running a second round of drug tests--involuntary, this time. I was held down and injected when I returned to my room tonight

[girlsandgadgets]

The teasing, however serious the undertone may have been, was quickly set aside as Edgar took on a grim look. "Forced injection?" The simple mention of it flooded his mind with images of his own sleep study, the experimentation haunting him more than he cared to ever admit. He could still hear the doctor's voice, feel the needle pushing into him, an unstoppable fire scorching his very core- as if the humiliation alone weren't enough to scar him

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Whatever measures are necessary. L didn't like the sound of that; if he had been the one saying it, it would have been an evasion, meant to cover the fact that he would kill the person he was speaking to if there was an absolute need to do so. But he knew--if the reports on the bulletin board were accurate--that anyone who under the influence of the tests today should be themselves again tomorrow. Killing them would be an extreme measure, too extreme under the circumstances, not likely to be necessary for self-defense

[girlsandgadgets]

Ryuuzaki was interrupted by the radio, which broke the relative silence of the hallway around them. Edgar had expected to hear the rebel giving commentary on the events of the previous night- something about the medical wing perhaps, or maybe he'd somehow learned of the forced injections and was willing to share what knowledge he had. At the very least, he was sure they'd hear about Landel, his apparent partner

[quarter_english]

"I don't know about that. Right now, Aguilar has the power, at least over us, but... what does he want in the outside world? Absolute power?" He moved towards the corridor that led to the Sun Room, and ultimately to the Medical Wing, as he spoke. There was no reason for further delays