Nightshift 40: East Wing, Hall A (First Floor)

[youlackmascara]

[from here]Itachi walked down the hall at his usual pace, it not occurring to him to hurry, even though Sasuke might be following him. He kept his eyes front, scanning for any potential enemies, but his ears were finely attuned to the potential of footsteps behind him

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[human_sponge]

[From here.]

The hallway was deserted, but Peter wasn't too surprised. It didn't seem like most patients were interested in finding out more about their doctors, which supported his theory that he was one of the only ones who actually knew this therapist. It made him wonder why he'd been picked out, until he realized that Daphne might be going to see Mohinder as well.

If she even knew him. Somehow he'd forgotten to ask about both that and her powers. He was going to have to find her tomorrow.

For now, though, he wanted to give the man's office a proper search. He moved down the hall and stopped in front of the right door, having committed it to memory last night. "I'll break it down this time," he quickly spoke up before Brooklyn could jump to the task.

[manhattan_red]

How had he and Nate met? Brooklyn blinked at the question. "Well, I'd been looking for someone to help out and he made it known that he fit the requirement." Pushy little guy, really, but the gargoyle was still willing to believe the kid was just spoiled. "It all just kinda went from there."

When Peter offered to break in the door, he was a little surprised but stepped back anyway. He was perfectly capable, but he wasn't going to stop the other man if he was determined to do it.

[human_sponge]

So the two had met here. That crushed Peter's theory that Nate was another gargoyle, although it made him curious about a few more things. "So you needed help with something? What was it?" He was honestly unsure why Brooklyn hadn't asked him for help, but maybe Peter had been busy with at the time. He had definitely been distracted while Nathan was around, and then there had been the Special Counseling night, not to mention his different run-ins with Sylar after that

[manhattan_red]

Peter's response had Brooklyn chuckling a bit and shaking his head. Clearly, the man had misunderstood his statement. "When I said I was looking for someone to help out, I meant that I was looking for someone to help. Period. I was standing around waiting for someone to come along who looked like they were lost, or in need of a companion to explore with. If I'd known the layout of the place better I might have gone looking for someone already in trouble."

He shrugged, leaning against the wall as Peter worked. "Gargoyles have a very protective nature. My clan leader could go on and on about it, but really it's just what we do." Save for those one or two that had lost their way, but Demona had her mind warped by multiple betrayals on both sides and had a thousand years to deepen her insanity. Thailog had just been created wrong from the start.

[sasuke_of_sound]

[[from here]]

Sasuke activated the Sharingan for a moment as he rounded the corner, just in time to catch the trail of Itachi's unmistakable chakra moving calmly, almost casually, through the Greenhouse door. As if not expecting pursuit -- had he not seen Sasuke?

Or, more likely, had he seen Sasuke and assumed that Sasuke would be unable to follow him?

There was tension rocketing through Sasuke's body, from the clench of his fists to the grind of his teeth, but he forced himself to stop right in front of the door and take a slow, deep breath. He couldn't afford to face Itachi without being fully prepared in every sense, as more than evidenced by their last encounters. Needed a clear mind, cold calculation, emotionless combat readiness.

But he couldn't afford to take too much time in preparation, either. Sasuke took one more deep breath, and then shoved the door open.

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[cigarettes_plz]

[From here]

...And stopped a few paces into the hallway. Empty.

"Ok, catch your breath. You alright?" Badou grinned. "I didn't know those stubby legs moved so slow. Maybe I should have carried you after all."

[byname_bynature]

Artemis stopped to catch his breath, not completely winded, but tired enough to take even, deep breaths. It must have been the 'running for your life' thing that had caused such a panicked run.

"No, no, I can run on my own," Artemis said, giving Badou an irate look. "...so. Your doctor."

[cigarettes_plz]

The irate look only seemed to encourage Badou's grin. He just cocked an eyebrow, mocking. He figured Artemis could use a little recovery time before they ventured into potentially monster-filled offices which, incidentally, weren't so different from the day.

Badou tilted his head back and blew smoke into the air. "I thought we agreed last night that you weren't going to borrow more trouble? What if you need to outrun it?"

[byname_bynature]

Artemis sighed as Badou dodged the topic. Well, he couldn't do it for very long. They were, after all, in a hallway filled with doctor's offices.

"I didn't borrow it this time, it was merely a coincidence," Artemis said, waving the comment away and crossing his arms. "And if I need help running, I'll be sure to ask--how does that strike you?"

[loyal_despair]

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With a few of the doors here opened and only a handful of people scattered down the hall - and no monsters - Kira felt relatively safe as he headed for the greenhouse. Once again, it had been a quietly uneventful travel. He didn't have many hopes for when they got to the greenhouse, though.

[sheisthecause]

Meche found herself wondering why death gods were trained about plants--reapers didn't need to eat, so she was hard-put to picture Manny being concerned about any plant life except tobacco. Then again, maybe he just thought cigarettes grew on trees behind the store. Maybe they did in the Eighth Underworld--it wouldn't have been the strangest thing she'd seen there.

They'd reached the end of the side hall, and it looked like the next door was unlocked. Fresh, cool air hit her skin as she slipped through and outside.

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[thecamellia]

[from here]

The branch of hall they entered was mostly still and silent, aside from some faint noise coming from one of the nearby rooms--doctor’s offices, she knew, though she’d never seen the inside of any of them.

Being out from behind Ophelia, Tsubaki had the chance to move at her own pace, and she fell into the rhythm of quieting the movements of her body, especially her footfalls, when the two of them were well past the point of slow and stealthy travel. Her partner, at least, didn’t seem to mind moving as quickly as possible. Moving out of the way of the open door, she looked to Ophelia, then continued up the corridor, intent on any sudden sounds or movements ahead of them.

It wasn’t far to the outer wall, and beyond that were the grounds, however far they extended. She couldn’t be half-hearted about this.

[shallweplay]

Ophelia was glad not to have much resistance from the girl. At least she knew not to abandon current comrades at the expense of others who weren't of concern to them. She nodded and followed Tsubaki down the hall and out in to the greenhouse yard.

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