Nightshift 32: M61 - M70 Hallway

[tyki_pon]

In all honesty, Tyki hadn't exactly expected what had happened during dinner. Though it was definitely strange to have woken up in his white side this morning, he hadn't given it too much thought beyond his initial surprise. It had probably something to do with his white side being a laid-back bum, but it simply hadn't come to mind just yet

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[bestdadever]

So, this was the much talked about "Nightshift" he had read in the Bulletin Board messages. It was an opportunity to roam freely among the Institute and learn even more about it.

Noah couldn't help but be interested in the dangers that it held, as well as the Head Doctor's sudden change in personality. He had a made a note of the monster descriptions the others had provided, as well as a copy of the available maps, which would definitely come in handy sooner than later. With said copies in hand, as well as his flashlight, Bennet stepped out of his newly assigned room and into the hallway.

Pity, his roommate seemed pleasant enough, but he knew they both had more important things to do at the moment

Leaving the relative safety of his room behind, Bennet cautiously walked down the hall, taking care not to miss any important details in his surroundings.

[bestdadever]

[ooc: To here.]

[vessavana]

Once again the night fell, and once more the head doctor called out to the patients both through their personal radios and the loud speakers throughout the facility. What was different tonight, however, was that Kunzite had a plan; more accurately, it was an errand - something he'd usually send one of his youma to do - but it was SOMETHING. No doubt success here would personally benefit him; indeed, he wouldn't be in this situation if he personally didn't think so.

The hallway leading out from M66 was the same as before; no youma to deal with, which was fine by him. In one hand, he swept his lantern from the north end to the south; in the other, he gripped the aluminum bat he received a few nights ago, along with a makeshift over-shoulder satchel crafted from his bed's topsheet. Let's see if this is enough to gather what we need, he thought, bringing the light across for another sweep before heading southward.

[To here]

[razing_phoenix]

Feeling a bit better after his chat with Okita, Guy was quick to get himself ready for nightshift. He thought over the head doctor's words as he grabbed his bat, which had once again helped him out a ton last night, and his flashlight, which was on its second set of batteries. Not that it was much of a concern anymore, since he and Claude had successfully nabbed some fresh ones from the music room, at the cost of some lingering soreness

[rappigs]

Peony hadn't bothered checking the bulletin board again after he had promised Guy's unlucky friend Claude those flasks - he had no idea that he probably wasn't going to get to torture the young blond once more.

Siggy hadn't shown up today, and Jade hadn't said one way or another what he had planned to do tonight. So that meant he was set to have another boring sort of night, right? He even kind of missed Jade. He'd have to get on his case about always leaving him alone come evening. And that would be that.

He'd strapped on his smart Tyvek suit that he'd retrieved his first night in Landel's, opting to wow whoever might look at him. And he'd gathered the shirt he'd filled last night with four flasks and bottles of camphor and ammonia, too, hoisting it over his shoulder like a petty thief.

Peeking his light blond head out the door, the emperor looked around. "Gailaaardia," he said in a spooky voice. "You waiting for your little friend?"

[razing_phoenix]

Peony's attempt to be creepy didn't amount to much - while Guy had a very obvious, embarrassing phobia, he wasn't scared of very much else. Besides, with that voice and the name Peony always called him, it was obvious who it was.

He turned to the emperor with a small smile, glad to see him again (it had been a while) even considering the outfit he was wearing. Though that reminded him that he still needed to check and see if his more familiar outfit was anywhere in his room, though he didn't want to bother with it now when there were more important tasks at hand.

"Nah, I was looking for you, actually. I'm going to meet him and he asked me to pick those flasks up from you, if that's all right." He doubted that Peony would mind, seeing how he had been willing to hand them over from the start.

[rappigs]

The older man straightened up suddenly, creasing his eyebrows. So the kid was going to bail, huh? That would totally figure. What that did mean, though, was that the two of them were hanging out again tonight for sure. Interesting, but c'est la vie. That was how it was. Poor, poor Peony was doomed, again and again, to be left in the dust while his fair subjects flitted about and did whatever they wanted, without a care in the world..

"Fine, fine, fiiiine," the emperor moaned, hoisting the makeshift shirt-bag off of his shoulder and handing it over toward the noble. "Anyway, there are some extra goodies in there. See if that Claude fellow knows what 'camphor' and 'ammo-neea' are. I really liked the 'camphor', too, but I've not a clue what it does, so get on that."

Peony sighed, crossing his arms and looking to the side. "You wouldn't happen know what Jade's doing right now, would you? Or Luke? Not the cute ones, mind you - they're probably starving at the moment because Sesemann doesn't know how to entertain them properly."

M65

[misterprince]

Sanji had a cigarette lit the moment he was out of his room. Tonight was a special occasion, even, so he brought along his coat just so he could toss another cig and match into one of the pockets. (It was also a nice place to keep the flashlight when both hands were needed for other things.)

First things first - picking up their irritating swordsman before he ended up on the opposite side of the building...

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M61

[mukuchi]

The lights went out, cutting off his conversation with Reid. Mori stood, sensing something wrong with the air and frowned. Suddenly, the intercoms came back on and Mori knew that what Nia had said earlier wasn't a joke. The man behind the speaker was insane. The way he spoke and what he spoke about were enough to convince Mori that this place was just wrong through and through

Re: M61

[mukuchi]

[going here]