NIGHTSHIFT 29: Chapel

[his_singer]

[ from here. ]Bella moved into the Chapel quietly, looking back every now and then to make sure that Rika and Edward were close behind. So far, so good. “See, Edward?” she said with a smile, lifting her pipe as a sign of victory and whatnot. Hey, she was proud of herself, god dammit! “I got us somewhere. And we weren’t even the least bit stopped by

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[not_complete]

Lady Luck was out to lunch.

The soft sound of a brush scrubbing against tile could be heard between the girl's words, an occasion drip of water accompanying the noise. She was to clean the castle, nice and neat for the masters and their little pets. Must listen to the masters, for Master Lorenzo's sake.

But then there were intruders, nasty little intruders who were to be in bed at this hour. Daniella could smell the girl, that perfect scent that invites the darkest of creatures to lay their lips on her smooth, white neck. She could sense the beauty and the gift she held to make life, yet would not use it, the maid knew. Ungrateful, little princess...

An abrupt, shrill scream pierced the darkness of the chapel. After that, the darkness began to edge away under the presence of burning, hot metal.

[endlessjune]

Bella was a remarkable navigator: The girl brought them to what looked like a Western church, one that Rika only saw in pictures. She couldn't see very well, but something about the space itself just felt... empty. Like it was a church without a God to worship, which she wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

And how was Hinamizawa faring, without their resident God and the priestess to care for her? Rika could only imagine the panic at the Irie Clinic, and in the village...

Her thoughts were interrupted by a shrill scream, and Rika's flashlight swung wildly around before it focused on the source: a purple woman, pale and carrying what looked like something very hot.

"Bella!" She called, reaching forward to tug the girl's sleeve and pull her back. Who was that woman?

[her_lion]

It had been a swift, unremarkable journey. Edward was honestly glad for that. It seemed strange to pass by so many unrecognizable faces; all of them had goals they were determined to follow through with. Where did one plan end and the other begin? The static of voices was becoming more and more blended as he went on, until he stopped focusing on them altogether. He'd be unlikely to get a mental view of the hospital from anyone else but himself

[his_singer]

… Whoops.

All thoughts scattered from Bella’s brain the moment she heard that frightening shriek, only to be drawn back by Rika’s small, worried voice. Edward was by her side within a moment, yet she couldn’t bring her eyes off of the woman - was it a woman? She couldn’t even tell - who stood feet away from them, holding something that glowed with a heat that she really didn’t want to be close to.

She was careful to stand in front of Rika at this point, not wanting the younger girl to become hurt if anything were to happen. “Edward,” she whispered, finally pulling her eyes away from the woman who stood still. “Let’s … just … maybe we should leave …”

The woman did not look like a patient in the slightest - she wasn’t wearing the stupid smiley face shirt - but there was the fact that she appeared to be human, and she knew how Edward hated to hurt anything human …

Sadly, that burning glow was destroying her resolve as the seconds passed on.