Nightshift 31: East Wing, North Hall 2-B

[requiemforasoul]

[from hereOnce through the door Siegfried paused again to consult the map. There was a blank space where the rooms had not been recorded, but Siegfried was sure that those were the rooms he had found the previous night, and if he was reading the map correctly it seemed that they led around in a circle and returned back to this hallway. He might as

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[mozenwrath]

[From here]

That the door he slipped through should have been locked didn't deter Mozenrath. If anything, he saw it as a convenient shortcut-- someone else had broken through the lock so he didn't have to. And where better to keep items of power like a magic gauntlet then under lock and key? This was certainly a step in the right direction.

Of course, even with the other scattered figures in the hall, he found the light quality weak. Scar needed to hurry up with that light stick so he could have a proper look around. He folded his arms and looked back at the lion with an impatient expression.

[longlivetehking]

For the first time tonight, Scar was showing the first signs of annoyance. It wasn't like he could do anything about being in this inconvenient form. His throat nearly released a small growl, but he realized now was not quite the time to begin baring his fangs.

Not that he currently had any fangs to begin with.

As he caught up with Mozenrath, he swept the beam of his light stick over the hall. He didn't necessarily need the extra light to spot the other patients in the hall, but he concluded the area to be safe for now.

He briefly glanced at sorcerer. Scar wasn't going to break any doors himself, so he could do the work. It would prove how useful the other man actually was, anyway.

[mozenwrath]

It was about time Scar caught up. Of course, Mozenrath didn't see anywhere he wanted to look at this end of the hall. They'd have to keep moving and that meant waiting on Scar some more. He gave him a half lidded glance. Scar hadn't looked excessively old, but he held himself as one with extreme arthritis might. Perhaps it wasn't only his proclaimed life of privilege that made Scar so slow. Mozenrath smirked evilly.

"Am I going too fast for you, old man?"

[longlivetehking]

Old man? It had nothing to do with that. Even despite the fact he had a stick.

"I can't help it these human forms are so troublesome." Scar grumbled. There was no sense in being secretive about something so obvious. "But by all means, feel free to go on ahead."

He paused for a second.

"Of course, if you don't mind being caught off guard by some monster hiding the darkness."

[bastard_sadi]

[ Coming from here.]

This door looked as if it had already been broken open, and that made Daemon pause to swipe his flashlight up the hall, checking for any of the supposed monsters that were supposed to be in this hall, searching for Jill, he assumed.

There had been nothing of use in the last room, but he hoped the doors in this hall would give them something more useful.

He paused to inspect the first door in this hallway, a cool smile slipping across his lips as he noticed this lock was worn and dented.

"We should be able to get into this one," he spoke to his father and brother.

[eyrien_prick]

"Let's give it a try," Lucivar said, taking a step back before lifting his foot and kicking the door. There was some give to the door before the lock buckled, the door swinging open.

"Well, that was satisfying," Lucivar grinned. "Hopefully it's not another dead end."

[eyrien_prick]

[headed here]

[31st_of_china]

[hopefully in the right area, coming from here]

And this was the end of the Qui-gon's map: beyond this, was anyone's guess. The door wasn't locked, which was odd at this point, given the state of the map. Someone else must've passed through here.

[qui_gonjinn]

Someone else had been this way, apparently. Well, it saved Qui-Gon the trouble of opening the lock up himself. It was only a small use of his abilities, but as things were now, it would be wise to conserve his energy. Opening the crude, rusted locks here wasn't a large drain, but over time and doing it over and over during the night, it could build up.

Qui-Gon stepped inside...

[qui_gonjinn]

[To here]

[longlivetehking]

[From here]

Scar let Mozenrath go as soon as they had entered the hallway, not too keen on dragging him around longer than absolutely necessary. His green eyes quickly scanned the area, but unlike the previous room there did not appear to be any threats that could be alerted by a certain man's big mouth.

"I do hope you are satisfied?" he commented to said man with big mouth.