Roy had been grateful for a calm dinner. He had come back to find his roommate asleep and had been able to eat in peace. It was nice to be able to unwind for a moment, considering that it sounded like his night was going to be busy despite the fact that he wouldn't be leaving his room.
"Anise" would be coming by to drop something off for him, "II" was going to be around at some point to have the bow and arrow made, and then Jade was apparently going to drop by to get some starter alchemy lessons. The man hadn't actually responded to his post, but then again, Roy had written it up rather late in the shift. Hopefully the man had caught it, since Roy wouldn't be pleased if he ended up staying in his room all night for no reason.
Knives managed to sleep through the loud announcement that came on, and the head doctor was rambling at usual. It sounded like things had gone wrong for the man yet again, though Roy didn't know who this Jill woman he was referring to was. It all seemed to get more and more complicated, and Roy didn't seem if
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As much as he wanted to approach Ion and see him through the usual set of questions, Jade knew there was a time and place for everything. Fortunately, he saw no need to crowd around the Colonel's room instead of just inviting himself inside. Watching Anise skip over to the group in question he walked up to the latter's door and gave a brisk knock.
It took some waiting around, but a knock came eventually. Roy was grateful that the man actually spoke out, rather than leaving him guessing who it was as he opened the door. He was surprised to hear that he had come along with Anise -- did the two know each other, in that case?
Shrugging to himself, the alchemist drew up from the bed and headed over to the door, sending the other colonel a professionally friendly smile. "Glad to see you got my message. Please, come in," he said, drawing back to make room for the man to enter.
"Yes, my apologies for not replying sooner. By the time I saw it I was being escorted back to my room," Jade explained briefly, mirroring the latter's smile before stepping inside. He made his way to the center of the room as to not crowd the entrance, setting aside whatever he brought onto the nearest desk.
"I wasn't sure what to bring so I provided some materials just in case." It was a meager portion of his haul, seeing as that he only brought two pipes along. Jade also decided to bring his Majesty's meat cleaver as well, but he had no intention of converting that.
Re: Outside M1bond_off_lameApril 21 2008, 01:48:49 UTC
Axel pulled back his sleeve, gazing passively at the imaginary watch on his wrist in an attempt to make time go faster. The other rooms were finally starting to open and other patients were beginning to file out. He was pretty sure he'd seen Sora amidst all of this, but the Keyblade Master looked like he was in a hurry to get somewhere.
People sure liked to take their time, didn't they?
Axel sighed for what felt like the nineteenth time within the past 5 minutes, too caught up inside his own mental woes to notice the figure in white approach him until the latter spoke up. He blinked once before gazing down at the other patient, taking the time to study the latter's duds before grinning.
"You betcha." Axel replied, letting his hands rest on his hips. He sure hit it lucky with a cute girl!
Re: Outside M1gald_diggerApril 21 2008, 02:29:04 UTC
[From here gd it I can do things right sometimes D:]
It figured that the room they were trying to get to would be the one farthest from the block entrance. Eager to be rid of the excess baggage, Anise skipped ahead of the Colonel, down towards the end of the hall.
When she spotted the Fon Master from about halfway, she raised her right arm and gave a slightly awkward - but enthusiastic as ever! - wave with the pipe. "Ion!" she called.
It looked like he was with some shady-looking guy, who was probably their third member for the night. Axel, was it? Weird name, though she'd definitely heard weirder by now. Once she caught up, she gave them both a friendly smile. No matter who the guy was, it was always important to make a good first impression! "You didn't wait long, did you?" she asked.
It only took Mello a few seconds to pry the back from his stolen radio using one blade of the scissors he'd taken from the clinic, but at least half a minute was spent poking through the device's innards before he found the wires he needed to cut. A couple were tougher than he expected (the radios seemed old, and things were just more sturdy back them) but eventually, he rewired it to his satisfaction and screwed the cover back into place to keep nurses from being suspicious.
Mello set the radio to the frequency L had assigned him, grumbling a low profanity as he did so. He positioned it beside him and leaned back on his thin mattress, pushing his feet against the wall behind the headboard and folding his arms behind his head. He'd never modified a radio like this before, but he refused to consider the possibility that he might have made a mistake. After taking a few seconds to clear his thoughts, he moved one arm from beneath his head and jammed his thumb onto the power switch.
"No problem," Mello said in a tone that radiated indifference, though he was glad L didn't realize how long it had taken him to modify the radio. For an instant, a very uncharacteristic sense of self-doubt washed over him. How could he have a conversation like this, after so many years? Where could he begin?
And although he understood that L's comment on the message board had been information disguised as a rebuke, he predicted he'd still end up being lectured for his bulletin board spat with Artemis. Fantastic.
Mello gnawed on his fingertips as he stared at the bland ceiling over his bed. "Did you make it to the file room last night?" he asked. Hopefully, a conversation about the institute would steel him for the inevitable questions about what occurred after L's death, and for pragmatic reasons, he needed to know what the doctors believed about him before he was pulled in for therapy.
“No. I plan to make another attempt with just Misora and myself tonight.”
Mello frowned as he continued to focus on the dark shadows that made up the ceiling. There wasn't much that L couldn't do...at least, that was what he'd grown up believing. Something bad must have happened. "Did you run into monsters?" he asked. L had seemed fine earlier in the day, but he hadn't seen much of Misora or any of L's sword-or-knife-or-whatever roommate.
“You seemed to have had success. I was quite surprised, considering the amount of time we had left last night. How did you manage?”"It wasn't pretty," Mello admitted. Normally, he might have hidden his methods, but L's difficulty made it hard for him to resist the urge to brag. "Most of the rooms were useless, and the one that might have been useful was...well, filled with people who didn't want me there. People trying to make explosives and chemical weapons. Luckily, I knew more about the shit than they did. I think I'll work with them
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The thump startled Mello, and he pushed himself up abruptly to look at his radio, and then the wall. He opened his mouth to question, but what could he say? L? Ryuzaki? Ryuga? Before he'd made up his mind, the man's voice returned
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Crawford waited for only a short time before his roommate vanished, then followed the man out. He had no intention of going where Hughes was going, however; he simply wasn't going to risk being followed.
Flashlight in hand and the stolen gun hidden beneath the waistband of his pants and his shirt, Crawford slipped into the darkness.
Akabane had waited until his roommate left, then gathered his set of cutters as well as his flashlight. Tonight he would keep his promise and meet with GLaDOS and Dairine.
Quietly, the Jackal slipped out the door to meet with his companions.
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"Anise" would be coming by to drop something off for him, "II" was going to be around at some point to have the bow and arrow made, and then Jade was apparently going to drop by to get some starter alchemy lessons. The man hadn't actually responded to his post, but then again, Roy had written it up rather late in the shift. Hopefully the man had caught it, since Roy wouldn't be pleased if he ended up staying in his room all night for no reason.
Knives managed to sleep through the loud announcement that came on, and the head doctor was rambling at usual. It sounded like things had gone wrong for the man yet again, though Roy didn't know who this Jill woman he was referring to was. It all seemed to get more and more complicated, and Roy didn't seem if ( ... )
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As much as he wanted to approach Ion and see him through the usual set of questions, Jade knew there was a time and place for everything. Fortunately, he saw no need to crowd around the Colonel's room instead of just inviting himself inside. Watching Anise skip over to the group in question he walked up to the latter's door and gave a brisk knock.
"Roy? It's Jade, and I've brought Anise with me."
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Shrugging to himself, the alchemist drew up from the bed and headed over to the door, sending the other colonel a professionally friendly smile. "Glad to see you got my message. Please, come in," he said, drawing back to make room for the man to enter.
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"I wasn't sure what to bring so I provided some materials just in case." It was a meager portion of his haul, seeing as that he only brought two pipes along. Jade also decided to bring his Majesty's meat cleaver as well, but he had no intention of converting that.
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People sure liked to take their time, didn't they?
Axel sighed for what felt like the nineteenth time within the past 5 minutes, too caught up inside his own mental woes to notice the figure in white approach him until the latter spoke up. He blinked once before gazing down at the other patient, taking the time to study the latter's duds before grinning.
"You betcha." Axel replied, letting his hands rest on his hips. He sure hit it lucky with a cute girl!
"And you're Anise, right?"
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It figured that the room they were trying to get to would be the one farthest from the block entrance. Eager to be rid of the excess baggage, Anise skipped ahead of the Colonel, down towards the end of the hall.
When she spotted the Fon Master from about halfway, she raised her right arm and gave a slightly awkward - but enthusiastic as ever! - wave with the pipe. "Ion!" she called.
It looked like he was with some shady-looking guy, who was probably their third member for the night. Axel, was it? Weird name, though she'd definitely heard weirder by now. Once she caught up, she gave them both a friendly smile. No matter who the guy was, it was always important to make a good first impression! "You didn't wait long, did you?" she asked.
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Mello set the radio to the frequency L had assigned him, grumbling a low profanity as he did so. He positioned it beside him and leaned back on his thin mattress, pushing his feet against the wall behind the headboard and folding his arms behind his head. He'd never modified a radio like this before, but he refused to consider the possibility that he might have made a mistake. After taking a few seconds to clear his thoughts, he moved one arm from beneath his head and jammed his thumb onto the power switch.
"Anyone there?" he asked the black speaker.
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"No problem," Mello said in a tone that radiated indifference, though he was glad L didn't realize how long it had taken him to modify the radio. For an instant, a very uncharacteristic sense of self-doubt washed over him. How could he have a conversation like this, after so many years? Where could he begin?
And although he understood that L's comment on the message board had been information disguised as a rebuke, he predicted he'd still end up being lectured for his bulletin board spat with Artemis. Fantastic.
Mello gnawed on his fingertips as he stared at the bland ceiling over his bed. "Did you make it to the file room last night?" he asked. Hopefully, a conversation about the institute would steel him for the inevitable questions about what occurred after L's death, and for pragmatic reasons, he needed to know what the doctors believed about him before he was pulled in for therapy.
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Mello frowned as he continued to focus on the dark shadows that made up the ceiling. There wasn't much that L couldn't do...at least, that was what he'd grown up believing. Something bad must have happened. "Did you run into monsters?" he asked. L had seemed fine earlier in the day, but he hadn't seen much of Misora or any of L's sword-or-knife-or-whatever roommate.
“You seemed to have had success. I was quite surprised, considering the amount of time we had left last night. How did you manage?”"It wasn't pretty," Mello admitted. Normally, he might have hidden his methods, but L's difficulty made it hard for him to resist the urge to brag. "Most of the rooms were useless, and the one that might have been useful was...well, filled with people who didn't want me there. People trying to make explosives and chemical weapons. Luckily, I knew more about the shit than they did. I think I'll work with them ( ... )
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Flashlight in hand and the stolen gun hidden beneath the waistband of his pants and his shirt, Crawford slipped into the darkness.
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Quietly, the Jackal slipped out the door to meet with his companions.
[to here.]
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