[NIGHTSHIFT 35] M31-M40 HALLWAY

[cnflctofintrst]

[from here]

Still no one.  Although he could hear muffled voices through a few doors, the corridors were so black that if it hadn't been for his flashlight, he wouldn't have been able to see where the walls met the floor.  The circle of yellow light bobbed with his footsteps, periodically swinging towards the walls.  He'd been caught off guard

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M34

[udo_retrovirus]

Doyleton hadn't been too bad, and Junior had wolfed down the curry that they'd had for dinner, but the mealtime itself had him on edge. On the way back, his nurse had told him that Omi had been recovered enough to be released. He didn't really know what that meant...maybe brainwashing? Being the only one in the room for once was unnerving, and a nice reminder to the redhead that this place really could just do whatever it felt like when they wanted to. It was a pain.

The curry wasn't as good as Shion's was back home, either.

The redhead hadn't really planned on leaving his room, since he hadn't gotten any assignment. He'd even gone out the night before, despite being off-duty for the History Club, and it was about damn time he took a night off to just sleep. Or rest however else he could get it, while still thinking things over

Re: M34

[cnflctofintrst]

Mello pushed away from the wall and the beam of his flashlight quickly darted across the person's face before determining he wasn't recognizable. The light returned to the floor.

"Yeah," he said with a shrug. "I think I'm supposed to meet him here. You seen him around?" It seemed strange that someone wouldn't be in their room shortly after the doors unlocked, especially since the hallways had been deserted. Maybe he'd been taken away for that experimental treatment Landel was always threatening. If that was the case, Mello couldn't be held responsible for not fulfilling his assignment. Aside from that shadow creature, he worked best on his own anyways.

Re: M34

[atoyboxworld]

[ From here]

Near was walking at his normal pace (which was normal, despite being rarely seen) when he turned the corner, just in time to hear Mello asking about Omi's presence. That meant the person standing in the door wasn't Omi, but most likely his roommate, since Mello's use of pronouns indicated that the stranger had said Omi's name. There were several possibilities that would explain why it was this other person who answered the door instead of Omi. He could have simply been expecting someone whereas Omi might have been, or he might have just made it to the door first

Re: M34

[udo_retrovirus]

Junior shook his head in response, glancing over as he saw another person coming up to stand nearby. Another person for whatever assignment Omi might have had? Hard to tell, since he didn't say anything, but the redhead figured he could at least say everything for both of their benefits.

"No, I haven't," he replied, frowning slightly. "It wasn't the experiments. On the way back from the buses, the nurse said he was released, but he didn't seem all that close to accepting this place's shit yesterday. His stuff's gone, and it's like he was never here. It's really weird." Junior shook his head, then opened the door fully and waved them inside. "Anyway, you two can come in if you want, and take a look around his side. Maybe see if he would have left any instructions or something."

Outside M35

[forgot_it_all]

Ritsuka had been careful not to disturb Tamaki while he rested during dinner. He'd eaten quickly and quietly, still a little perturbed over how Soubi had just brushed him off during the day and left. Soubi was always clinging to him and now he just walked off? Ritsuka knew he'd told Soubi to make friends, but to be left like that? He hadn't had any other plans and had ended up just napping under that tree all day. What a waste.

Now Ritsuka sat outside M35, with his back against the wall, tapping the flashlight aimlessly against his knee. It wasn't on because he had nothing to do really. He was at a loss for direction right now and with Soubi having gone off somewhere, he couldn't exactly go and call him back. Ritsuka had been the one to tell him to go in the first place! So why was he having such a problem with being left alone?

Maybe it was because he was alone. Loneliness was a sentiment he didn't need and Ritsuka shook his head to clear it. Maybe Soubi would come for him anyway and then Ritsuka would just look like a

Re: Outside M35

[mizuhomaiden]

[from here]Sheena had been curious and a little worried about the boy she'd seen hanging around just outside the clinic. When she'd passed him earlier, he just looked so... lost. And that made her sad, so after making sure Raine got settled into the room, the ninja slipped back outside to find the boy still there

Re: Outside M35

[forgot_it_all]

A few people had already come to the clinic, but Ritsuka hadn't really paid any attention to who they were. They hadn't seemed hurt, so that was all that had registered in his mind. Sitting out in the hall, the boy ended up fidgeting for awhile with his camera without turning it on and then was starting to nod off when the door opened again. Blinking sleepily at the dark, he raised his head in time to see a piece of something held out to him and a woman next to him all of a sudden.

A sweet smell filled the air and Ritsuka rubbed at his eyes, reaching out for whatever it was. He didn't really like sweet things all that much, but he was interested in uncovering the present's identity. Apparently, it was fudge. Why was this girl giving him fudge? "Um, thanks." Ritsuka didn't eat it just yet, just kept looking up at the stranger. "Do I know you?"

Re: Outside M35

[mizuhomaiden]

"Nope," Sheena replied, sliding down the wall to sit next to him. "I'm Sheena."

Her lips tugged up and she nodded back at the Clinic. "I've got a friend that kinda runs this place, but she's not too good at protecting herself here, so I'm making sure she gets here okay."

[opposingheaven]

The ride back to the Insitute had gone without a hitch which Kenren was rather glad for when it came down to it. Too many people who were now his responsibility. Homura, Okita, everyone in the history club. And the conversation with Sanzo was still weighing heavily on his mind. Sanzo didn't know everything, but at the same time, Kenren knew that he didn't know everything about Homura either and he must have hurt Sanzo somehow if the priest was being so jumpy about it.

He grabbed his katana once the door opened and quickly lit up a cigarette, taking a drag on it before stepping out into the corridor.

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M33

[usoppsenchou]

Unaware of the conversation regarding him just next door, Usopp prepared to meet with some of his crewmates for the evening. He dug through the solid items he'd gathered, having already put on his usual clothes except for his boots. Flour bombs were nice and good, but he still didn't have anything with a serious hit. On the other hand, keeping his bag too full would be a waste if things went the way he expected. While trying to decide what to bring along, he left the door cracked open. Hopefully Chopper and Sanji would find their way with no trouble.

Re: M33

[misterprince]

[from here]

As if on cue, there was a loud knock on Usopp's door. "Oi, Usopp! Open up!" There was no need for introductions with Sanji. If the sniper couldn't tell his own crew then he deserved to have his door kicked in. "Let's get this train moving."

Re: M33

[usoppsenchou]

As Usopp finished packing the last tools he wanted into his bag, Sanji's knock came at the door. It was a nice feeling to hear a familiar voice on the other side. "Hey, Sanji! I'm just getting packed

Re: M33

[misterprince]

"Packed?" Sanji raised a single curled brow as he entered and found Usopp stuffing things into his bag. Wasn't the idea to go and bring things back to his room instead of the other way around? "Don't weigh yourself down too much."

His attention was drawn to the shoes right after, and he bent down to give them a better look-over. They weren't a shape he'd prefer, but if they fit he was willing to ignore it. The shoes from the trip to Doyleton were removed for the time being and he slipped the others on.

The fit was... surprisingly not bad. He wasn't sure how they'd do in combat, but he could definitely walk in them. "Keep these here for now," he said as he took them back off. "The ones from the field trip fit me the best, but they won't stay. I can get them again later." Otherwise he'd have to carry them around, and that wouldn't help anyone.

[eyrien_prick]

The day had past Lucivar by in a blur but surprisingly, he liked it that way. He'd been itching for the night to come and the moment the voice faded away, Lucivar was out of bed, reaching for the large pole beneath his mattress and locating the red/grey thread that indicated Renji. He knew the Bastard would be busy dealing with his own emotions. Daemon was better off brooding over his situation alone. Should he discover anything, he made a mental note to tell his brother first thing in the morning.

As Lucivar stepped out into the hallway, his lips curled into a grin. He didn't want to admit it, but the prospect of waging war on the monsters and creatures of this place made him feel better then he had felt in days.

[eyrien_prick]

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