Nightshift 29: M81-M90 Hallway

[not_rly_fai]

[[from here]]

At least it wasn't far to Keman's.  He knocked on the door a couple of times then waited for a response.  Yes, it would be much better to spend the evening inside and far, far away from anything that might be lurking outside, whether it was in his imagination or not.  And if the conversation got awkward or anything came up, he could

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Re: M88

[not_rly_fai]

Was it really so obvious? He was smiling, but was there something wrong with it? Maybe Keman was just disappointed it was him at the door and not someone else. "Of course, of course," he almost laughed as he walked in.

"I'm fine, really," he emphasized as he seated himself in an empty chair. "How're you?" He didn't want to add 'after what happened the other night.' It wasn't real, couldn't have been. Even this here and now could simply be a dream.

Re: M88

[not_rly_fai]

"That's too bad," he said, but didn't quite mean. If he wanted to get better, to remember the things he was supposed to then... he had to put childish beliefs in things like magic behind him. The logical side of his mind could have listed off dozens of spells without even trying, but he was trying very hard to shut it out. It was all in his imagination, he told himself.

"Maybe it's best if you lie down then, take it easy for the night," he suggested, careful not to let himself actually mention the magic.

[zeus_incarnate]

Despite the fact that Statesman couldn't fly right now, he still put on his cape before heading out into the hallway. It was so good to be back in the familiar red white and blue of his costume.

Now he only needed to wait for Logan and Parker to show up, he had a fairly good idea of what he should send them off to do.

[a_spider_can]

[ From down here. ]Peter moved out into the hallway a step or two behind Logan, but the costume he was wearing made him feel a lot more certain in what he was doing. He liked the anonymity, even though he knew the people he was around were more than aware of who he actually was. There was still that feeling attached to it, and he already felt ready to start shooting web, giving monsters a taste of their own medicine, and whatever else

[zeus_incarnate]

"It feels odd wearing it since I can't fly right now," Statesman admitted, looking over Parker's costume. "It's a special fiber that creates less drag when I'm flying at supersonic speeds... well, mine is, this is clearly just cheap imitation of it."

Red and blue spider costume. Statesman could already imagine what Recluse would have to say about the costume, but it was refreshing to see a spider wearing something other than red and black, with a various assortment of leather and armor.

[ol_canucklehead]

Interestin’. Cole had mentioned his new ‘uniform’ on the bulletin board, but Logan really hadn’t known what to expect. Certainly not something this garish, in any event. He supposed he was one to talk; he’d worn more than his fair share of spandex in the past.

Logan appraised the pair. They both definitely looked the part, and part of him almost wished he’d gotten a costume as well, just to fit in with the rest of the Heroes if nothing else. But he knew he didn’t’ really need it. There was no real need to hide his identity here, although there was a certain powerful imagery associated with what the others were wearing.

“Lookin’ good, bub.” He smiled wryly in Cole’s direction. “So now tha’ at least you two look tha part, how’s about we get ta bein’ heroes? Ya got anythin’ specific in min’ fer tonigh’, Cole? We splittin’ up or all rollin’ tagether? Scoutin’ resources or savin’ damsels in distress? Or somethin’ else entirely?” He was eager to get going. There’d been too many wasted nights already, even though he’d been here less than a

M84

[a_spider_can]

The intercom announcement was enough to make Peter raise an eyebrow, but he didn't think it over for too long. None of it really had much bearing on what he was doing, since he wasn't going to listen to their warnings no matter what was said.

It looked like Logan was pretty eager to get going, which he could understand, but he couldn't let that happen just yet. Part of him really did want to show off, even though he might end up making the man feel kind of jealous since he didn't have his own costume.

The only thing that soured it was the fact that they were going to see "Cole" - which meant that his outfit was going to be revealed to that man. Then again, there wasn't much hope of keeping all of that a secret as far as Statesman went, so he was just going to have to accept it. From now on he could keep Peter Parker and Spider-man separate.

"Hold on," he said, as he stood up and walked over to the closet. "I've got something to show you." He opened the closet doors and started to pull the outfit off its hangar.

Re: M84

[ol_canucklehead]

Logan's hands twitched reflexively; he was eager to get going. The last night had been a total bust, and he'd spent most of it babysitting (although he did think he'd kept Ami's friend and that mouthy blond kid alive a little longer). But he wanted to get back to bigger things.

The intercom announcement caught his attention briefly. That woman again. Everyone dies, huh? Yeah, not on my watch, darlin'.

"Alrigh', but don' take too long, we're wastin' time here." His eyes followed Parker as he moved to the closet. As soon as he caught the faintest glimpse of that all-too-familiar red and blue, he almost burst out laughing. Where'd that come from? "Heh, better watch what ya say wit' that on. I reckon 'bout half tha people here're gonna know who ya are. So much fer yer 'anonymity'." He'd have to wait for Parker to get dressed before anything could be done. Statesman had mentioned something about a 'uniform' himself, perhaps he'd also gotten the costume he wore when fighting crime.

Re: M84

[a_spider_can]

Logan's reaction wasn't quite what Peter had been hoping for, and he had to let out a sigh and droop slightly in response to the other's words. "Let's hope not. I mean, it's fine if people know who Spider-man is, but..." He glanced down at the costume that he was now clutching in his arms, and figured he would feel better once he was actually wearing it.

So he didn't hesitate to slip out of the uniform he had been wearing the past few days and pull something more comfortable (for him, anyway) on. The mask came last, of course, and while it was a little stifling, it was familiar.

He felt almost like a different person - and he was, in a way. "That's better, right?" he called over, trying to alter his voice slightly (not that it worked very well). Still, he sounded more confident.

Re: M84

[ol_canucklehead]

Taking a moment to appraise Parker's more familiar imagery, Logan nodded slightly. "Yeah, ya look like tha real deal now, kid." There was no sarcasm present in his voice. It looked almost identical to the outfit that he was so familiar with. "But I still think ya should be careful, if ya don' wan' it publicly known who ya are. People in this place sometimes ten' ta have an uncanny ability ta put two an' two tagether."

It looked as though the younger man was about ready to go, so he turned and stepped into the hallway, scanning for Statesman and spotting him almost immediately. "Come on, uh...Spiderman. Clock's tickin'." He'd have to remember not to call him 'Parker' whilst he was wearing that thing.

[enigmaticmedium]

Xelloss had politely refrained from looking as his roommate had made a quick-change, although he'd wondered where the man got the outfit. Frankly, despite the colors, it somehow reminded him of Amelia and that was the sort of thing no self-respecting Mazoku wanted to be reminded of. So he'd minded his own business on that point and headed out to the hallway, waiting.

And waiting.

After a short period of leaning against a wall with flashlight off, it was becoming faintly worrisome. Well, perhaps his roommate had also gotten some clothes in bright primary colors to change into and was a slower dresser..?

[mylackofeffort]

Quatre came out of his room and looked around, frowning. He had his flashlight in his hands. He noticed a figure leaning against the wall, though it was a little ways from his room. He needed information.

"Excuse me?" he asked. "I'm sorry to bother you, but do you know where they take the patients they take from the rooms? I ask because my roommate was taken tonight and he's only a little boy." Admittedly, Phibrizzo appeared not so much younger than Quatre had been when he first got into Sandrock, but the ex-Gundam pilot was worried because his roommate acted so innocent and scared so much. He had tried to help when the nurses had come, but there was little he could do.

Quatre could not see Xelloss very well, and he didn't shine the light directly onto the man, but he hoped that there was at least a little bit of information that could be given to him. He couldn't let them who he thought was just a little child without doing something.

[enigmaticmedium]

Xelloss was surprised to have someone approach him, but the story the other person shared was even more surprisingly appropriate to his own situation. "A little boy? Oh, dear." Oh, dear. Granted, there were a few others in Landel's who were youthful enough to be described in such a way--but on the same hallway? And Xelloss had not been paying especially close attention, since staring attentively at Lord Hellmaster's room was not exactly inconspicuous, but this man seemed to have come from the right general direction

[mylackofeffort]

"Maybe I'll meet some others along the way who also want to rescue the ones they've taken, so I was planning on aiding them if I ran into them, but I have to do what I can for him." Quatre didn't know this man was connected to his roommate, but he was thankful for the help.

"Thank you for your information," he said. "Do you know the quickest way to get upstairs?" Quatre and his comrades had really only been concerned with getting outside since they had found themselves here, he hadn't really discovered how to get upstairs. He had his own map from Renji, but perhaps this stranger knew a quicker way.

[roger_hug]

Bridget decided that he had best go out and see if he could help anyone... There wasn't much to do otherwise, and the rest of the people he knew here all had friends that they went out at night with.

Now, it was just him and Roger. Hugging the bear tightly, Bridget stepped out into the darkness and risked a flash from his light.

((Heading off to here.))