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Night 37: M81-90 Hallway

Dec 08, 2008 11:42

A part of Ken couldn’t deny wanting to stay in for the night, as opposed to traversing outside and keeping his obligations. Between the arrival of the seniors and the revelation at lunch, the day had completely overwhelmed and undermined any desire to mobilize. Sleep sounded very good at the moment ( Read more... )

s.t., ryuk, clark kent, batman, leon magnus, xellos, statesman, wolverine, ken amada, brook, bourne

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heraldric December 10 2008, 04:51:55 UTC

Leon grabbed his things together in a rush once the doors opened. He felt a bit bad for Keman, but he wanted to get as much done tonight as he possibly could.

And unfortunately he hadn't gotten Ed's room number. That meant the best he could do was run to M6 and ask Mr. Hughes there if he knew the right room. If he was lucky, Ed might even be over in that room again. He'd just have to be quick.

heraldric December 10 2008, 04:55:47 UTC

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enigmaticmedium December 10 2008, 17:26:26 UTC

It had been a good dinner, even if his roommate hadn't shared, but Xelloss was starting to face the idea that no matter how long he waited, Hellmaster wasn't coming back ( ... )

enigmaticmedium December 11 2008, 17:43:16 UTC

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bored_todeath December 11 2008, 00:38:21 UTC

Ryuk was supposed to go.... someplace. Upstairs, right? Ok. So, where were the stairs? This was a pain in the ass, but there wasn't much to do in his room. paper planes. Shadow Puppets. Kinda dull. And if he just looked around a few rooms, he'd get an extra apple, right? Right.

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M83 promisedawhale December 11 2008, 05:28:47 UTC

So Archer wasn't there any longer.

No... no that wasn't right. All Brook really knew was that Archer was no longer his roommate. He couldn't be certain from that alone that his former-roommate and friend had just gone and vanished!

But when Nami had gone...

Brook remained in his room for a long while, pondering the situation. He had no plans and no one to meet tonight - and now no one to follow out either - so he had the time to spend. And it had been a while anyway since he'd just taken the time to sit still and just think. Not since he'd wound up here really. Or, on second thought, not since he'd finally joined with the Straw Hats!

How were they doing tonight, he wondered.

Re: M83 promisedawhale December 21 2008, 06:33:21 UTC

After some thoughts on where his friends might be, Brook found himself thinking on where Archer would be at night as well. He'd usually be heading for the basement wouldn't he? Brook had even been on the pathway towards the basement more than on time before, so he shouldn't even be questioning it!

If Archer was still here, he'd be heading towards the basement!

"That's right! Yohohoho!" Brook hopped to his feet and strode over to his closet, "There's no question of where he would have gone. This is no time to be sitting around! He may need my assistance! Yohohohohoho!" He whipped a metal bat from the closet and set it against his shoulder before turning towards the door. "Worry not Archer-san! Hanauta Brook is on his way! Ah, I hope he doesn't scold me too much for being late!"

And with that, Brook laughed his way out into the hallway.

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Re: M83 chocomancer December 23 2008, 05:48:08 UTC

Wonka looked up from the remains of dinner, surprised that the voice coming from the Intercom was not that of the man he had heard all day - nor a twisted characature of him, as the other patients seemed to have indicated. The woman's explantation of Doctor Landel's absence helped, of course, but that still left the question of who this woman was. An aide, perhaps? Or maybe the "radio voice", undercober by day? Wonka pondered the topic for a few minutes, until a burst of static, followed by the second half of the announcement, served to clarify things further. The woman was definitely an aide or employee, speaking for the "good Doctor," if a bit sympathetically.

Well, no matter. The doors had unlocked, and that was Wonka's signal to get going! He sprang up from his chair, and after locating the flashlight from beneath his pillow, he picked up the notebook in which he had hidden his map, gave a tip of his nonexistant hat to Mr. Brook, and stepped out the door.

Re: M83 chocomancer December 23 2008, 05:54:45 UTC

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M86 for_marian December 15 2008, 05:02:55 UTC

[coming back from here]

Leon was a little short of breath by the time he made it back to his room; between the effort of breaking down the pipes to begin with and then dragging them back here, he was tired. But just sitting around recovering wasn't in his nature, so instead of resting he started finding places to hide the metal right away. Tomorrow night, it would hopefully all be worth it.

Re: M86 for_marian December 15 2008, 07:10:37 UTC

Once the metal was all stored away, Leon finally took just a few moments to rest. He had no intention of staying in his room long, but a brief pause couldn't hurt. Careful not to invite the risk of falling asleep, Leon sat down at his desk and focused on slowing his breathing. The sweat dried on his skin, his breathing and heart rate returned to normal, and Leon felt strength returning to his limbs.

Ready now, Leon did one last thing--he took a fresh shirt and one of the heavier over-shirts from the dresser drawer. It was cold outdoors, though nothing like Phandaria's snowy winters, so the extra layer would be helpful. Leon knew there were coats in the closets, but they were too bulky and confining. He did put on the shoes he'd taken from the Patient Possessions room, though--much better than slippers, for going outdoors.

[and leaving, once again, this time to here]