Nightshift 34: F31-40 Hallway

[quickdrawbkiddo]

[F33]Having grown up in a small town in the Heartland of America, Beatrix had learned something of sewing. She wasn't the greatest at it and really only ever utilized the skill when it came to stitching her own body up, but it came in handy this night. Between the apron, oven mitt, pairing knife and some thinly ripped strips of sheet, the Bride

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F34

[ellectriclights]

Normally, Elle didn't pay much attention to anything that was said over the intercom. But tonight's message had a couple interesting tidbits that she was sure to make a mental note of.

One, it was possible to go outside the grounds now. But probably not helpful, judging from that man's words. And two, they could "alter brain chemistry" enough to change motivation, or perception, or something. The fact was that they had someone with the ability to implant ideas or memories, or possibly create illusions realistic enough to turn patients against their friends. Either that, or some wicked technology.

But all that was more or less irrelevant tonight. 'Cause Elle had a date. Not a real date, like in the movies, but this was as close as she was ever going to get

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[gray_gambit]

The ripped bedsheets were bizarre, Lia decided, taking idle note of her roommate's preparations as she went about her own. Not that there was much to prepare; she would have to see to getting a proper weapon that night for certain. With that in mind, she collected the heavy coat from her closet in spite of the heat she expected would have carried over from the pleasant summer weather. She didn't want to repeat her juggling act of the night before, and the garment's pockets would serve to hold the pens and radio 'til she needed them, along with anything else she might acquire

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[ellectriclights]

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F36

[ofdeceit]

The evening was ending off pleasantly enough. Atoli came to the conclusion that she liked Alice, and maybe there would be more time to talk again. A time when the lights were on, and... the voice that spoke periodically over the intercoms, it came again, but this time... It nearly struck fear into the Cleric, despite not having a clue what he was talking about. It certainly left Atoli feeling like doing something other than having a nice discussion.

Luckily, beforehand, she was able to discover a few possibly helpful items in the room-- namely, a flashlight under the pillow, which was good because it was pitch black. It sounded as though the door opened up, but the factors that already presented itself made her reluctant to go beyond. Everything suddenly got scary, and...

Ahahaha, who was she kidding? This was a game, a game! Right? Even if people said otherwise, and she was feeling otherwise, too, her PC itself couldn't lie. The even was... really spooky, and she was told of monsters, but otherwise it was all harmless. It had to be

F32

[sheisthecause]

Meche couldn't shake the feeling that she'd just met the mastermind

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[sheisthecause]

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[littlestrawdoll]

[from here]

He noticed Melissa passing through, though she seemed about ready to head out with the older woman with her. They both looked a little banged up.

For his part, the doll just tried to keep out of their way and make it to the 30 halls. He didn’t know if it was guilt or some other combination of frustrated emotion, but he felt a little bad for not doing anything for them. Or trying to do anything for them, or for everyone else, really. Unfortunately, he knew full well that he wasn’t capable of helping everyone at once--even helping everyone separately--so he had to let it go

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[quickdrawbkiddo]

In response to the knock, Beatrix opened the door. She'd been expecting to see Donna, not the tall dark-haired man on the other side. Keeping her wrapped arm blocked by the door, the Bride raised an eyebrow at the man.

"May I help you?" Her voice was cool but it lacked hostility... at the moment.

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[littlestrawdoll]

Ah, probably the roommate. He’d seen the woman around, and she was too light-haired and fair-skinned to be mistaken as Japanese.

“Hi,” he replied, keeping his flashlight turned towards the ground and out of their faces. “Sorry to hold you up. I’m supposed to meet Maki-san here.” Better to cover most of his bases by offering an apology and not trying to peer around the woman’s shoulder and see if he was at the right room.

He'd done a lot of house calls before, but strangely enough, not so much in this place.

F33

[quickdrawbkiddo]

With that explanation, Beatrix stepped back and opened the door further, gesturing for the man to enter. Her lips quirked as she glanced into the room behind her.

"You're date's here, Maki," she said in a mildly teasing tone.

She and her roommate hadn't talked much recently, so the Bride was a bit surprised to see this unknown guy show up. She supposed she'd gotten used to Maki spending her nights with Ryuga (at least that's who she assumed the woman was spending time with for once reason or another). Her eyes returned to the man and she casually watched him, having nothing better to do at the moment.

[demon_beast]

Argilla flashed a grin at her roommate at the promise of chocolate and grabbed her things. Perhaps she should look at getting hold of another weapon, but she doubted that anyone just happened to have a sniper rifle handy and she was only really used to one of those besides her magic and demonic limbs. Ah well, off to meet Roland and hunt down some food.

[demon_beast]

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