May 30, 2009 19:02
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here]The main hallway was empty, too. The quiet was broken only by squeak of S.T's shoes on the tile floor and tiny creaks of metal as the toolbox swung as he walked
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s.t.,
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tenzen,
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anise,
leonard,
teisel,
sam winchester,
jade,
indiana jones,
allen,
utena,
demyx,
suzaku,
franziska,
raphael,
kanji,
albedo,
blue beetle,
tsukasa,
peter petrelli,
ritsuka,
youko,
faize,
matt,
ayumu,
otacon,
juri,
yukari,
tyki,
yukari yakumo,
rubedo,
haseo,
kenshin,
endrance,
dahlia,
sora,
enki,
ciel,
leon (so2),
renamon,
haruno sakura,
edgeworth,
harley,
dean winchester,
tim drake,
ren,
von karma,
grell,
alfred,
armand,
kio,
hinamori momo,
nigredo,
kibitoshin,
apollo,
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lelouch,
chise,
ryuk,
fai,
yomi,
sai,
sylar,
schuldig,
kaworu,
brooklyn,
ophelia,
yousuke,
scar (tlk),
rangiku,
subaru
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One floor down. The sharp metal in Scourge's hand began to feel a bit more empowering, and in the absence of any real danger he almost thought he could handle it.
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Traffic would increase soon, she knew. But no smell of blood or people screaming yet.
Yomi paused in the hallway she’d been caught in the night before, where her time had been forcibly taken from her. No burnt flesh, no wounded Shinsengumi, no dying spectres… So far nothing but dark, quiet expanses of hallway.
The peace couldn’t last forever. A person didn’t need to have been in residence as long as she had to learn that.
She swung her flashlight around, more curiously than cautiously, internally marking the nurse’s station behind her, and the two stairwells nearby. Although apparently recommended, Yomi hadn’t brought her radio with her--the possibility of whoever was broadcasting transmissions conveniently spilling something she cared to know about her surrounding that she couldn’t glean from the board during daytime was slim. Still, the effective would probably suit their love for drama at times like these.
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If Scar wanted to venture further than this point, he needed a meat shield. Or at least someone that could serve as life bait for any possible threats he could encounter in this dreadful place.
Feline eyes observed the main hallway. This area usually held the highest amount of traffic, which meant the higher probability of finding what he was looking for.
Ah, a lone patient. She did not appear to be a Special Counseling patient, but that didn't mean she was no threat. Or even remotely reliable. Unfortunately, the King was in no situation to be picky so he saw no other option but to approach the female human. It wouldn't do to startle potential Life Bait, however, so he simply switched on his light-stick to betray his presence.
"Some say it to be unwise to travel on your own."
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Although the sesshouseki was a warm, inquisitive pulse in her veins, Yomi didn't turn until she was addressed, and even then, her gaze first strayed over the bodies crawling out of the woodwork as she replied calmly, "It's good advice." Finally, she flicked her eyes over the owner of the smooth voice in a quick appraisal. She didn't turn her flashlight in his direction to get a better look, content enough with what she could make out of the shadowed figure.
Getting approached by an aging man in these circumstances was no doubt worth more concern than usual, but if Yomi was at all wary, there wasn't the slightest trace of it in her mien.
"But only if traveling alone is more dangerous than the alternative," she continued. "Don't you think so?"
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"Of course," Scar answered with a shrug. "It certainly wouldn't be the first time patients go for each others' throats despite the circumstances." There were plenty of hints to such things all over the bulletin board, and it took no genius to figure out that some apparently didn't get along very well.
Then again, the King himself wasn't innocent in that regard either if one would count events prior to arrival here. But now was hardly the time to think of such things, though if he had any say about it, the death of his brother would never be thought about again. Yet, some back home still stubbornly continued bringing it up.
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Miles breathed out a heavy sigh as he stepped into the main hallway. Someone else ahead of him had thought to swing their flashlight around, which illuminated the area around him just enough. Nothing was there, only fellow patients moving out for the night.
So why am I so on edge? There's no reason for it.
He waited for a few moments, trying to steady himself against the steady rumble and increasing pain in his head. There's no reason for this. I'm fine.
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Turning the corner, Franziska noticed a few others in the area by their flashlights, but heard no voices this time. Sweeping her flashlight along the floor to her right, she saw a set of stairs hugging the corner and then turned to her left. Going up that way would be slower in the long run. She needed to cross the first floor and take the opposite stairs, that would put her directly in front of--
Franziska froze as she noticed the glow of another flashlight illuminate a color that was all too familiar to her. That unmistakable maroon pink, the color that she had long since learned to pick out anywhere just as sure as she had learned to hone in on any blue suits in the area. She had known he was here. She knew they were both here, but that didn't mean she was ready to meet him yet ( ... )
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Franziska's mind could never catch up to her frustration when someone caught her at a weak moment, and when that someone was Miles Edgeworth, things just never went as smoothly as she wanted. She wasn't about to let him get the better of her again! Not here of all places where they all should be at the same disadvantage!
Pointing her finger sharply at him, face scowling, she managed to get her feet under her and said, "Incorrect, Miles Edgeworth. I have decided that my few hours of experience coupled with the combined knowledge of everyone here put me in a clearly superior position to your first night here. And I intend to build on that knowledge and leave here before the week is up - unlike some foolish people who have remained trapped for a month." Relying on the help of others was weak, but if she labeled the help under the guise of ( ... )
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Dude. Why couldn't they put his room, like, right next to Chidori's? That would make this travel thing so much easier.
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Now... to the right. the beam of his flashlight was already revealing another hallway just like the one he'd left, so it looked like he'd guessed correctly. Good. The last thing he needed was to get lost in this place and then have to explain it to Naoto later.
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