Night 58: Main Hallway 2-West

[heroesdontshave]

[from here]Snow reached the top of the stairs within moments. This was the part where he was supposed to start raising hell and kicking in doors. If he had still been as infuriated as he had been when first leaving his room, he probably would have done that immediately. Right now, there was a slight delay. Maybe it was just an after effect of...

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[rolling_go]

[From here]

"Okay so we need to--Oh...." Ippo took a slow full circle. This didn't look right. His flashlight hit a corridor close by, but the placement seemed wrong. He remembered it being further down to his left. Did they go up a different staircase?

Shit.

"Uhhh..." Okay, keep it together! He was the navigator here. The boxer couldn't let the other man know he was now completely and utterly lost.

"I think it's--I mean, it's down... that way..." he pointed to the right, hoping against hope he was right and not simply leading them both into certain death. He would feel like a real ass.

[pullstrung]

As Ippo surveyed their surroundings, Woody darted his light across their surroundings in order to check for monsters. If they stayed lucky, they could keep walking without getting into any trouble. At least there weren't any alarm systems or watchtowers to watch out for right then.

Still, Ippo's uncertainty didn't exactly leave Woody with much confidence. When he finally settled on a direction, Woody leaned his weight against the clothes rod and fixed him with a skeptical expression.

"You don't have any idea where you're going, do you," he finally deadpanned.

[rolling_go]

After Woody's remark, the young man stilled. The light from his flashlight stopped it's frantic pacing as he turned his head around slowly, a dark expression (dark for Ippo) set across his round face.

"I do! I do know where I'm going! I was here--th-there! But some of us had been a little preoccupied with... o-other things than mapping the layout of every hallway!" The last of his words echoed down the hallway. It wasn't often the timid boxer lost his cool, but with his current upheaval from everything he knew and enjoyed, practically starved on lackluster gruel--And don't even get him started on his problems with Miyata!

He was frail and on edge. The boxer couldn't couldn't help himself! He finally understood how Takamura felt when he started weight loss.

"It's here, we... We just have to do a little looking, that's all..." He was too embarrassed to give an apology, but Ippo hoped his quiet suggestion was evidence enough of his regret for losing his self-control.

[damned_monsters]

Oh, if only Ippo had known where he was going, they might not have stalled in the hallway long enough to draw the attention of some of the creatures nearby. The panicked yelling didn't help matters much, as the sensitive ears of the rats were drawn to the noise. They weren't keen on the light, which danced across the hallway at an erratic pace; however, when hungry and provoked, they were driven more on instinct than common sense. They were just rats, after all

[full_score]

((From here.))

This area had a few more patients than the hallway he'd just left behind, which was a good thing. Some of their flashlight beams pooled around the walls, allowing Claude to zero in on the mysterious figure with a little more ease. He quickly caught a glimpse of him heading around the corner, as if he were oblivious to Claude's shouting.

Just what the hell was going on?

He needed to find out. There was a chance this was a trap, but Claude felt confident enough with his new-found powers. If he could just verify what he was seeing, then he could head straight back to Guy, Okita and the others. Growing more determined, he quickened his pace and followed after.

((To here.))

[believein0]

[From here.]

The second floor looked pretty much the same as the first with a similar amount of traffic. What was up here? The prisoners were never taken here during the day that Zero knew of, nor was the floor's purpose ever explained to him by any of the staff. He paused to take in his surroundings briefly, then looked over at Ema again to make sure she was following along without too much trouble.

...and then the intercom activated much like the radio had earlier - very unexpectedly. Like before, the once-Reploid went on alert, and then relaxed slightly as he listened carefully to what was being said. A traitor...was that the man who just spoke over the radio, Marc? The mention of the two prisoners who refused to talk, plus whatever the mysterious 'consequences' were, was worrisome as well. Worse yet, the man over the intercom (it was Aguilar, wasn't it?) expected the prisoners to betray a comrade in exchange for some hefty reward. A sick but unsurprising tactic to pull. Hopefully none of the prisoners would fall for it

[scientist_skye]

Mr. Dent's directions seemed clear enough. It was a path she was actually familiar with, having traveled it two nights ago with Lana to get to the file storage room, and there were few turns and only one doorway to deal with, assuming giant rats weren't waiting for them just up ahead. The second floor always made Ema a touch nervous for that reason; memories of her first night exploring with Agatha were still pretty fresh in her mind. At least this time, Ema was sure that Mr. Dent and Zero were both better equipped to deal with them than she and... well, no, Agatha knew what she was doing. It was only Ema who was unable to defend herself, and she was more helpless now--something she was sure Mr. Dent and Zero had both noticed by now, even as she tried to hide it

[unheroed]

There was definitely a lot for them to listen to tonight, seeing how the intercom came to life not soon after Marc's little message. Harvey took in Aguilar's words with a look on his face like he'd just eaten something sour. It was good to hear that there was apparently someone out there giving the general a hard time; too bad he couldn't have been a part of that

[no_dont_go]

[from here]

They reached the top hall when the intercom opened up its frequency for the second time that night. Apparently the captors were facing a bit of a vermin problem within their midst. Aigis felt a burning anger at the very suggestion that anyone would try to supply this horrible place with information, but she managed to keep the disgust off her face. There were more important things to attend to. Like getting the girl with pink hair to the morgue to check on her friend's remains. It was a heavy thought, but one that only served to make Aigis all the more determined to make sure she got there without any troubles.

[see_my_back]

Whatever their reasons, Sakura was simply relieved when the focus became more on moving than it did on hushed conversation. She followed the pace Aidou set, having little to no trouble keeping up. Ninja were trained to move quickly and steathily through much more difficult terrain than a flight of stairs. She reached the top close behind the blond young man, leaving the girl at her back.

She gave the intercom only a moment's pause before continuing. On any other night, she might have thought to at least look into the information, especially if it meant finding the man who'd overseen the death and blood on the coliseum floor. Sakura set her jaw firmly and headed further down the hallway in front of them.

[to here]