Night 41: F11-20 Hallway

[trapdetected]

[F15]

As usual, the doctor's announcement was vague and led her nowhere as far as figuring out what his intentions were went, but definitely foreboding. There was no way to tell what exactly he had in mind when he was cutting himself off like that among all the static, which was frustrating, but ... she supposed sooner or later, they would all see

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F11 (after Juri's departure)

[sekishi_keiou]

Youko had more questions--a lot more questions--but as her roommate seemed to have business to attend to she didn't feel right asking her to stay and answer them. Besides which, Youko should get to Enki as soon as possible--who knew what kind of danger the kirin could end up in with all the patients, some of whom might truly be crazy, free to roam wherever they wanted.

Re: F11 (after Juri's departure)

[sekishi_keiou]

[to here]

F18

[lovelycommand]

Talana listened to the 'caster's announcement with some confusion. Could this incoherent madman really be the one behind this place? Of course, the idea of it all being run by an actual insane person would explain a lot...Such as the fact that she was apparently to meet a VUX tonight.

A VUX that Zelnick thought he was allies with.

A VUX who apparently invited Zelnick to his room so often that her dear human thought nothing of it...It was enough to make Talana's head hurt. She had to get to the bottom of this, no matter what.

With a decisive nod, signifying her resolve, she grabbed her flashlight -- right where the primer on the bulletin board has said it would be, hah! She'd known reading the board would be a good idea! -- and left the room.

[lovelycommand]

[from here]

[in F13]

[per_ardua]

Nighttime, and Raine still didn't know what was going on with Tamaki; she'd heard he was around, but she hadn't seen him, and he hadn't answered any of the queries on the board that she knew of. He had better have a very good excuse for all of this.

She knew that whatever had happened was probably beyond his control, but that didn't make her feel any better. She wanted to know how he was doing, now.

[1imited_edition]

[[From F-A Block Hallway.]]

Reinforce drew up to Raine's door and knocked softly. She really hoped she hadn't somehow missed the half-elf...

[[/shortpost >_>]]

[per_ardua]

Well, that was conveniently fast. Raine opened the door and managed a slight smile when she saw Reinforce. "Good evening." She had her bookbag, but even though she was rarely alone in the halls, she still wanted another weapon. "Can you help me unscrew my closet rod? I tried, but I'm not strong." She'd gotten it to turn a few times, and then nearly wrenched a muscle in her hand; she took it as a sign to wait until she had the help of someone stronger.

She also had a feeling said rod was going to be uncomfortably heavy, but it would have to do until she got a replacement. Maybe she could ask someone to get her one; as the clinic's senior healer, she shouldn't have too much trouble.

[1imited_edition]

"Of course," Rein nodded as she stepped into the room and headed immediately for the closet to examine Raine's progress. No screwdriver, or any serviceable replacement... it'd probably be faster if she just...

The book braced herself the closet wall and, with a single sharp tug and attendant cracking sound broke the rod free of its moorings.

"Here," she said, and held out the rod, then paused for a brief moment before saying what she'd come here to say.

"If you can spare the time I... need your help with something before we leave. I meant to speak to you about it earlier, but your friend didn't seem like she wanted to be around me..."

[yin_yang_fox]

Night. Darkness. The doors were unlocked. Renamon stayed motionless for a moment, glancing at her roommate pacing until the woman left. The Digimon had remained silent. She needed to think.

Her wounds were nowhere close to healed, but staying inside to rest, after she lost a day, wasn't an option. She still had her services to render, and on that note, had lost her flashlight the night previous. And wasn't that ironic in its own right? Renamon sighed once, then slowly got up. The light sedative had faded, leaving the pain medication working fine. She wondered vaguely how long it would last.

Slower than normal, she slid on her knuckle and placed the scalpels around her body. The only good thing about the hindering bandages were the extra places to keep weapons. With a wince and a shaky breath, the Digimon steeled herself and walked out the door.

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Re: F15

[trapdetected]

[odamn, i wrongly assumed you'd drop in the other thread for some reason :|;; oops. /handwaves]

Oh, a knock.

She got up from her spot on the bed, opening the door wider for whichever visitor out of the several she'd be getting tonight. Nobody she recognized, once she looked up at the boy, but the objects he held in his arms were more than enough to give away who he was.

"I take it you're the Jaime from the bulletin," she commented, stepping back to give him room. "You're free to come in."

Re: F15

[trapdetected]

[S'COOL ♥]

"Jaime," she echoed, now with the correct pronunciation; in turn, she nodded in return to his unsure response. "Correct. I will be able to take those, unless," Naoto waved a hand pointedly at her bed. "you wish to place them there instead."

She also came off as rather nonchalant about the thanks, as if there were no need for it. Naoto shook her head; "It's a simple task, nothing complicated, so it won't take very long. I will be able to inform you when I've finished."