Nightshift 24: F21-F30 Hallway

[moon_brained]

Usagi peeked her head out into the hallway, her body completely tensed up. It was dark and creepy but there was no sign of monsters yet. Body plastered to the edge of the doorway she cautiously stepped out of the room. Where was she supposed to meet Naruto and Rock Lee... M2? She looked at the doors of her hallway, trying to get her bearings. There

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[moon_brained]

[To here. ]

[akarusa]

Hokuto woke herself up with a sudden gasp, pulling herself to halfway sit up before she was even aware of her surroundings. She could feel a bed under her, but she couldn't see a thing... she could feel her heart pounding, and she was breathing hard, and that didn't make any sense to her. Seishirou had killed her. He had to have--she asked him to. He said he would. He put his hand through her chest. And she cast her final spell

[akarusa]

[[Made her way to here.]]

[verbatim_worm]

The door had clicked. And unlocked.
And Sheska had held her breath. And waited.

Nothing happened. This place was way too spooky for her liking. But she couldn't stay here, right? Right? Damn, she was alone. She was going to have to encourage herself. She pulled herself up straight and held her head high. She could do this.

Grabbing the torch she'd found and a pillow, she walked to the door and tested it. It opened. Good. Maybe. No, it was good. It had to be.

She looked at the bed. Maybe if she went back to sleep she'd wake up at home.

No. No. She wouldn't do that. She was going to be strong and brave like Mr Hughes and the Elrics. And Winry. And everyone around her, really. Whatever was going on...she could work it all out.

Besides, it was probably some silly mistake. Kidnapped by accident. It had to happen, right? She'd just been unlucky, that was all.

Sheska peered down the dark hallways and stepped out.

"Hello...?" she whispered, cuddling the pillow with one arm and flashing the torch up the hall.

[verbatim_worm]

[To here!]

F23

[personincharge]

Click.

She already knew what that meant, and it was all the signal she needed to open the door and leave her pink-haired roommate behind. She wasn't foolish enough to not have allies, but Signum apparently had her own plans.

And she wasn't one to drag someone into hers, not without reason.

She moved into the hallway, falling into a low crouch against the walls.

Re: F23

[personincharge]

It had been so long since she had actually infiltrated. Her raw abilities and power alone were usually more than enough to take care of any problems she was having, but Fox's warning and the low strength she had felt during breakfast were forcing her to be cautious.

Being killed again by stupidity simply wasn't part of the plan.

Luckily, neither time nor death had made her rusty, just weaker, and she sidled along the walls of the F20 hallway at a decent pace. As she reached the end, she estimated there were about ten rooms, perhaps fifteen, in each hallway, so the vague door to the left probably led to the rest of the building. Clearly, she needed to go right.

She moved past the entrances to each hallway at a fast but vaguely slowed pace (as she was without her equipment, she should have been able to run circles through these hallways by now). Finally, she reached the last, hopefully correct hallway and turned down it.

F10, F9, F8. There.

(( To here))

[blazing_general]

Signum walked out into the hall the very image of quiet confidence, an open Landel's-provided coat over decidedly ungirlish shoulders and long ponytail giving her a presence completely unlike those who skulked and hid in the darkness. Her other possessions stowed in the coat's pockets, she carried only her flashlight, held in the firm but tensionless grip of one with vast amounts of experience falling under the loose category of 'swinging for effect

[blazing_general]

[[Moving to the intersection near the stairwell.]]