Nightshift 60: Main Hallway, 1-West

Dec 18, 2011 12:07

[from here]Even the main hall was deserted. S.T. switched on his flashlight and took a look around. Yeah, it was empty. No roadkill, no other patients. If he ever made it home, he was never bitching at any of the girls who didn't want to do night ops alone again. It was different when you knew there were things out there in the darkness. ( Read more... )

seishin, sonia, zero, byrne, s.t., guy, donna, badd, anise, gumshoe, nigredo, tear, erika, sora, the scarecrow, indiana jones, jesse, mikado, celty, woody, yomi, claude, taura, hakkai, daemon, aidou, peter parker, loki, kratos, renji

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kings_thief December 20 2011, 03:49:53 UTC
[From here]

Once Locke hit the main hallway, he paused. This was where everything deviated and the stairs leading to the second floor were supposed to be around here. Mostly, he was thankful he could still remember the map Tolten had shown him the other night and also which way they'd gone to get upstairs before; he didn't need to waste time by wandering around getting lost.

However, since this was the largest hall on this floor, he knew he had to act with a little more caution; who knew what might be going on with the others traveling through here and there were always other threats to consider. Plus, Locke had to remember he was unarmed. If he found himself in some situation now, he'd be hard pressed to get out of it with only minor injuries.

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mateswithnobody December 21 2011, 22:30:10 UTC
[from here]

Despite having no earthly idea of where she should start to look for the Head Doctor, Donna definitely knew where to go in order to find someone who could help her towards that endeavor. The big hallway, or the first of them in any case. Donna followed the way there by heart, letting her boots kick the floor extra hard as she strut along, full of confidence. It didn't matter that she was, as always, a human and as unarmed as when she'd first arrived; Donna Noble didn't let this place get to her, and she was not going to let anyone see that she was scared.

Coming to the hallway, she sent a look around and found someone travelling alone, a guy by his looks. "Hey," she called, knowing it wouldn't hurt to ask, "Any ideas on where Landel parks his pompous arse around here? I'm looking to get an appointment."

Subtle though her question was, Donna would be fine if the guy didn't have any clue because that would just be too easy.

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kings_thief December 26 2011, 07:17:44 UTC
When Locke heard the woman's voice he felt a brief flash of worry that he'd been caught by one of the people he'd been trying to avoid. However, the more rational part of his mind calmed him down and brought a smile to his face when he turned to her. "Sadly, I don't. Honestly, I really couldn't even tell you where to look; the ground floor would make sense for easy access to us, but the top floor would make sense if he wanted to keep himself separate."

He hadn't really given it much thought, but going to see if he could find Landel was something that Locke realized he was interested in doing. Though...there wasn't much sense in trying to confront the guy without being armed, so his mission for tonight took priority for him.

"What're you gonna do if you find him?"

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mateswithnobody December 27 2011, 21:22:24 UTC
The response was a good bit better than a simple "no", though it wasn't any more useful. No one really knew, did they? If they did, then there'd be more of a fuss, or else mobbing of the area every night. Donna found herself looking up as she huffed, the woman beign more keen on the belief that Landel would want to keep himself separate. What was the saying...? Smoke and idiots rise to high places?

And speaking of idiots... Donna's attention fell back to the blonde when he put a question to her. Without much pause, she smiled and said, "Thought I'd ask him out for tea." Then the smile fell and she folded her arms. "Whaddya think I'm gunna do?! I'm hoping to plant my boot a mile into his backside the moment I find him!"

Who needed weapons when you had designer boots?

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witchdetective December 20 2011, 04:51:16 UTC
[ from here ]

When Erika rounded the corner, only to find no trace of the green haired boy (not that he would be waiting around for her to show up, would he?), it was like that was the last straw. No, she was not going to waste time looking for the stupid brat and giving him the satisfaction of having her run around for him like some headless chicken. She had far more better things to do with her time, didn't she?! She didn't need Sync to do anything tonight, and there were plenty of other fish in this damned metaphorical pond to pick from ( ... )

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believein0 December 20 2011, 22:10:20 UTC
[From here, and ripe for bothering...]And now that he was out in the larger main hallway, Zero actually had an excuse to stop and get the flashlight out. He flicked the relic on and swept its (forever pitiful) beam of light around the area. From the looks of it, there were still no corpses or monsters yet, thankfully, just some other prisoners. There was one somewhat large group congregating in the middle of the hall, then there were a handful of others standing around, most likely waiting for their allies to show up as none of them looked like they needed any help. No one familiar, though. He considered waiting to see if someone he knew would show up, like Ema or Leanne, but he figured they all had someone with them already. It was probably better if he went exploring on his own, anyway ( ... )

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witchdetective December 21 2011, 07:43:57 UTC
It was fortunate that Erika had already given up on Sync and started looking for a new (and hopefully more obedient and better) companion for the night. As much as she would have loved to explore on her own, it was literally suicide to go out alone. Unfortunate, but not something she could work around. That was why Erika kept her eyes peeled in the darkness, making sure to get a good look at everyone in the hallway whether it was obvious or not.

There was one person who looked promising, a man who was puzzling over a piece of paper. He didn't look like he was in a hurry, at least, which was good enough for the ex-detective. Erika strolled over, trying to at least look non-threatning as she shined her flashlight on the man's paper to catch his attention.

“Sorry, but I noticed that you look a little lost. Do you need some help?” Erika did not want another ally who she had to use blackmail as leverage over, so she chose her words carefully to try and appear helpful and courteous for once. Honey instead of vinegar and all of that.

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believein0 December 23 2011, 07:34:56 UTC
... The sudden light flashing on his map with the unfamiliar voice following it did actually startle Zero a bit...though one would never have guessed that from his outward reaction. He simply turned his head to the voice and blinked, looking mildly surprised. It was a girl with blue hair, about as tall as he was. He'd seen her a minute ago standing around like most of the other people in the hallway, but he'd thought she was waiting for someone from the way she looked... Guess she was just the type who went around trying to assist other prisoners ( ... )

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oneman_onekill December 20 2011, 07:03:55 UTC
[from here]

Well, not that many people around yet. Niikura went up and down the western section of the hall twice just to make sure that he hadn't missed someone standing in the shadows before moving over to the wall himself and settling against it with a sigh. It was stupidly relieving to know that Shiina hadn't been standing out here by herself, although he didn't doubt that someone would've come to help had she been attacked by something. It was just that...that person wouldn't have been him.

Ugh, what was he even thinking? This time, Niikura really did smack himself lightly on the forehead. "Get it together," he hissed under his breath. They were going to be okay. He could keep all of his promises for sure.

[for Shiina and Mike]

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requitedfate December 20 2011, 21:55:37 UTC
[from here]

Shou was always easy to spot if you knew what to look for; that spiky, white hair was the first give-away. Shiina found herself smiling and relaxing a bit more, skipping up to him in an almost care-free way.

"Hey there, stranger," she greeted, moving the bat from her side to rest up against her shoulder. She could afford to be a little silly now that Shou was around. He could do anything. "Is Mike-san joining us again tonight?"

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oneman_onekill December 22 2011, 07:47:24 UTC
"Eh?" Oh, there was Shiina. Niikura had the good sense to look like he hadn't been thinking about Serious Things just a few seconds ago before greeting her. "Oh, hey, gee, do I know ya from somewhere?" He smiled. "Can't always be sure; my mind's a little loopy, y'know." Well, it was good to see that she felt comfortable enough to joke around. Last night had been kind of shocking and weird, after all.

He looked down the hall, watching for Mike. "Aye, he should be coming. We gotta have back-up, y'know. Make the goin' a little easier." Now if the other man could just get here some time like oh, right about now, they'd be all set to go...

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requitedfate December 24 2011, 08:15:48 UTC
Joking was part of what Shou did to keep the tension down even in the toughest of situations. Shiina just figured she could turn it around on him now and then. To keep things fresh, of course. "S'okay. Night kinda does that to everyone here."

Sidling up a bit closer, Shiina took a place against the wall beside him and kept her own eyes open for their comrade. She hoped he wasn't having difficulties with monsters again tonight while they were here waiting for him and still relatively safe. That would just be cruel.

"Glad to know you aren't chancing this place solo," Shiina remarked honestly. If he had attempted the same routine he had back home here she would have to have questioned his sanity. Working by oneself here wasn't an option, not even for a Shou.

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vinesofregret December 20 2011, 11:34:27 UTC
[From here]

Turning around the corner, Hakkai came out into the main hallway. It had been easy to check for danger in the narrower room block hallways. Out here, however, he was more exposed, and he tensed, slipping into a guard stance without even thinking about it. Ready to fight, if something came. His stomach was in knots, too - he was beginning to think this meeting was a bad idea. Too revealing. He could turn back now, and go wait for Carter. He hadn't given a name. But at the same time - he was curious. Curious to know if this other person had any news of home. And he really did hate to give up, too.

[To here]

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avengingfists December 21 2011, 03:26:22 UTC
[from here]

"I mostly did my talking with others off the board," Ilia admitted. She set her face grimly, her booted feet making a soft tap against the ground as she marched ahead.

"I haven't heard much because apparently people can't say much. All they can say is that it isn't good." Claude and Anise had weighed in with dark opinions. Something bad was going to happen tonight. She didn't want any part of it, but she was never going to abandon the kids.

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lovecrafty December 22 2011, 04:02:38 UTC
"I was drowning in newcomers." She didn't call them n00bs; her linguistic delicacy and affiliation with precision didn't require slang in this instance.

"I've made some notes about it. A bit of a guide, in draft form. If the worst happens, it will stand as verbal witness."

Or it would be carefully excised from existence. It would be an interesting question, albeit one she would never know the answer to.

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avengingfists December 24 2011, 04:17:17 UTC
"That's actually a good idea!" Ilia's voice held less surprise than praise. A guide on how to get through the basement would definitely work around the speech impediment that seemed to stop them from communicating the danger verbally. That is, unless the institute managed to steal their notes before they could show them, which was always a possibility. Ilia sighed wearily. "Now I wish I had brought my journal ( ... )

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lovecrafty December 28 2011, 02:48:46 UTC
Rose did a little mid-sylladex rearrangement, which looked for all the world like she was keeping too many invisible balls in the air, flashes of objects peeking out. First a pair of pens, and then a notebook eventually landed in her hands. She flipped to the back, blithely bypassing anything with writing, private or otherwise, and settled on an unmarked region, her hand hovering over a sheaf of blank pages.

"Would you like some paper? I seem to have plenty."

Whether or not Ilia took some, she could work on her own notes while they waited.

"I think the challenge would have been different if you'd gone through the door first. Those beasts weren't familiar to you, were they?" The ogres seemed a game-specific construct -- while the name hankered back to myths and legends that might also find their origins in the game, their specific form hadn't quite matched the stories, even before the player attributes were instantiated.

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