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Nightshift 25: Hallway F11-F20

Jul 15, 2007 09:40

Fully cleaned, both her face and, more importantly, Renji's katana, Momo had made sure she had the belt fashioned of one sheet again as well as the extra sheet and her pillow cases. She hadn't spoken to Integra all of dinner, which was probably for the best ( Read more... )

larxene, amaterasu, cliff, ami, relena, hinamori momo, haruhi fujioka, ashe, yuffie, eva, momo (xenosaga), alucard

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divineglutton July 15 2007, 22:15:00 UTC

Once more, the goddess would simply have to trust to fate.

Dinner had passed in its usual silence between Amaterasu and that strange girl, and now the goddess stood outside in the hall, pondering what to do. Normally she didn't hesitate, she charged in... but that was when she had some direction to go in. Now she was a bit confused, disoriented and without a path to go to.

It was in precisely moments like this that she wished Waka was there. The prophet almost always had at least some clue of where to go, and it hurt to have a brush and a mirror in her hands, and yet to not be able to do anything with them. Perhaps fate would intervene on her behalf once more?

twelveapathy July 15 2007, 22:40:29 UTC

Night at last.

It was time to see if the information she'd gone through so much trouble to obtain from Xigbar was true. If it was, hey, maybe she'd treat him better for a good minute or two. However, if it turned to be nothing but a ruse, Number II would definitely join Axel on her "To Kill" list.

After yet another riveting conversation with her roommate, Larxene took the flashlight, her trio of scalpels, and map from the memory witch, left her room, and quickly made her way through the hall.

She would certainly be busy tonight, one way or another.

twelveapathy July 15 2007, 22:55:56 UTC

[To here.]

floraltempest July 16 2007, 01:33:03 UTC

And now it was time for another nightshift.

With a sigh, MOMO glanced wearily towards the door before setting about to prepare herself. She tucked her journal beaneath the waistband of her pants, and grabbed a pen as well before retrieving her flashlight. As a last minute decision, she kicked the slippers off her feet, choosing to go barefoot since she was sure it'd be easier to move quickly without having to worry about tripping over the slippers.

After checking to make sure the flashlight still worked properly, the realian left her room and hurried down the hall.

floraltempest July 16 2007, 01:51:38 UTC

[Hurrying off here]

queenpeacecraft July 16 2007, 04:24:50 UTC

Relena wanted to wait around to see if Sakura was okay, but she knew she couldn't wait forever. Gathering up her radio and flashlight, she slipped out of the room. Wesker was probably waiting for her to arrive.

Remembering where she and Sakura had gone the previous night, the ex-queen retraced their steps. At least she didn't have to fight her way through a crowd of people.

queenpeacecraft July 16 2007, 04:45:34 UTC

[to here]

madvampireking July 16 2007, 04:58:35 UTC

((Came from: here))

He was almost there, almost able to taste her flesh and blood against his tongue. Alucard did not hesitate, either walking briskly down empty halls, or simply bypass any company he happened to come across. Closing the door behind him, the vampire made a beeline towards Integra's room. He did not know the number, but he did know her scent, Alucard was especially attuned to it.

((Went: here.))