Night 43: M51-M60 Hallway

[faile]

The intercom's words grew more and more telling as the day neared its end. Faize now understood that to those running the institute, he and the other captives were the subjects of some sort of reeducation program, one which was responsible for the brainwashing of patients, visitors, and doctors alike. Next Wave, the announcements mentioned often.

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M57

[deadlynoble]

The door unlocked with a poignant click that reverberated throughout the room, snapping Ciel's attention straight towards it. He was already mentally prepared with his lists of task and would just have to make a beeline straight towards the main hallway to find Sebastian. With any luck, his butler would probably already be waiting for him, considering the notes he'd left him earlier on the bulletin.

He doubted they would have any difficulties as scathing as the ones that they'd dealt with the past two nights. His intentions were set on covering as much ground as possible...and possibly having Sebastian prepare him something decent to eat as he'd barely touched any of the food here for days, finding it far too unpalatable.

Ignoring his roommate for the time being -though thankfully he'd stopped being loud and asking him irritating questions-, Ciel shot up from his bed and headed out to the hallway with only his flash light on his person.

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[deadlynoble]

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[whohitreset]

[from here]

Doumeki had been far too easy a victim to lead. (Victim. That's what he was, wasn't he?) Matt did his best to check and see if the room was empty without looking like he was. He was too close to his goal now to allow the other boy to get suspicious.

"I think I have something in my drawer that'll help with..." he lifted his 'wounded' arm to finish the statement. "If you could watch the door for me, I'd really appreciate it. I don't trust anywhere in this place to be safe after dark." It wasn't necessary, of course. He'd never heard of monsters coming into the patient rooms. Even if it wasn't his own, it should be safe as long as the door was closed.

[spiritrepellent]

Doumeki paused by the doorway, nodding at Robin as he held up his wounded arm, said there was something inside the room that would help him out. Stepping just inside the door as Robin went into the room, he leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed.

He was getting an increasingly bad feeling, as he glanced out into the hallway and then back to Robin quickly before flicking his gaze back at the hallway. There was something very off about Robin. If Watanuki had been here, he might have been able to see some sort of dark smoke around him, around his injured arm, the sure, visible sign of something off, but for now he was writing off a good portion of the bad feeling as just concern. Or possibly illness on Robin's part.

Either way, he waited, wary in his own way, glancing in at Robin quickly to make sure he found what he was looking for.

[timeseal]

True to what his roommate said, the doors soon unlocked and a scratchy, damaged voice started to speak over the intercom. Rolo chose to stay behind for a time, listening to that message with a slight frown. Technical difficulties...? If this place is so ill-maintained, then escaping should be easy.

But since escape wasn't Rolo's main priority, and he quickly did a search of the room, finding a flashlight (he wondered where Christian got his) and other junk. No weapons or anything, but Rolo pocketed a few pens. Pens. He supposed there was a first time for everything.

Rolo slipped out once he was satisfied, finding nothing of note in the closet or under the bed, and he started to make his way down the dark hallways. First, he'd need to get a feel for this place... and then he could start looking for Lelouch.

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M60

[tsunagari]

When the announcement came over the intercom, Sai hardly heard it. Oh, he tried to get himself to pay attention, at least turn his ear more toward the speaker, but it was such a struggle. All he wanted to do was lay there and sleep or stare at the wall as his mind wandered to other places. His stomach rumbled, yet he didn't feel hungry. His dinner could just go on sitting where it was.

The ninja didn't recall ever feeling this way before - at least in the short time he'd been remembering how to feel. It was as if someone had reached within him and removed something so vital to his existence that he couldn't function without it. There was hole in its place that was slowly sucking down what energy he had.

A small voice in the back of his mind was telling him that he needed to get up, that there was something important he should be doing that night. He would listen to that voice too. Just as soon as he could understand it.

Outside M60

[toobothersome]

[from here]M60. He stopped in front of the doorway and flashed his light across the numbers to verify, frowning. There was only one logical route to Shikamaru's room and it had been notably Sai-less, meaning that the ninja hadn't left, and given the time that had passed since the intercom, he didn't plan on leaving either. Maybe he'd just fallen asleep. Wouldn't that be a riot: Shikamaru waking up someone else to do work

M60

[tsunagari]

That was Shikamaru. Of course - he was supposed to meet with Shikamaru tonight. He remembered the plan now. There was a sedative stashed away with his bandanna from their successful mission the day before. The chuunin was free to take it with him.

It occurred to him that he should probably say something, acknowledge the fact that the other ninja had arrived. Slowly, and with some difficulty, he forced himself to sit up and swing his legs over the edge of the bed. Shikamaru would need him to be awake. He could manage that. Awareness was another matter.

"Yes," he answered belatedly, no life in his voice whatsoever.

M60

[toobothersome]

Sai's voice sounded about as thrilled as Ino's when their mission required crawling through mud, but at any rate, it was a voice and it wasn't saying no. That was about all he could hope for. He twisted the knob and shoved the door inward

[no_arcana]

Souji Seta had been rather preoccupied during the dinner shift. His headache had started to go away, bafflingly so, and he wasn't sure what to think anymore. Was there some connection between himself and that kid? Was there something weird going on with this place? Or was it all just a gigantic coincidence?

The teenager didn't know, and there wasn't time to find out. A search had revealed a flashlight and a radio... why either was there was a very good question... but he took both before trooping outside, leaving his room mate behind as he searched for his team. Yousuke, at least, should be relatively easy to find; he just had to navigate his way there.

[no_arcana]

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M60

[host_club_honey]

Sai hadn't been in much mood for conversation and Honey would've liked to walk over and give him a hug. As it was though, he kept from taking the offered dessert, figuring that if Sai was already sad, he would probably need it, even if Honey might want it.

When night came, Honey said goodbye and toddled over to the door, keeping it open a crack for when Takashi showed up. He remembered to bring his broken-off broom-stick from the other night; maybe it would do them some good. Just in case. Though he'd much prefer to work on making cakes instead of fighting monsters.

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[mukuchi]

[skipping a hall from here]

The closet rod was kept secure against his body, caught in the crook of his elbow as his arm sat in the sling. The coconut cream pie in his other hand, Mori had made his way rather easily from his room to Mitsukuni's. Considering that he still had two red bumps on his forehead, he wasn't feeling all that dizzy or faint. Maybe he'd been right about the hard head thing. Or maybe it was just that he was getting used to running into things when he was distracted.

When he approached the room, Mori felt a moment of panic rip through him when he didn't see Mitsukuni waiting in the hall. But that cleared when he sniffed the air and realized that his cousin was only inside, rather than out in the dark hallway. Probably better that way, all things considered. Going up to the door, he tapped it with the closet rod and then eased the door open with his foot, sticking his head in to see where Mitsukuni was.

Re: M60

[host_club_honey]

Honey pulled the door open with a smile to greet his friend. Takashi seemed a little disoriented and while it was hard to see well in the dark, Honey was pretty sure he saw a bump or two on the boy's head. Usa-chan and the broom handle were tucked under one arm so he could reach up to take the pie from Takashi.

He ate it quickly though, as he often had with the cakes, downing it all in less than three bites. Maybe it was a bit of a waste, but they were on their way to more cake right now, so it would be fine, wouldn't it? He didn't want to keep the others waiting either. Wonka-sama or their new friend, whom Honey realized hadn't given them much of a description to find him. Hopefully he'd know them on sight.

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[mukuchi]

It was good to see that Mitsukuni was armed, too. He wished he could find something else to use though. Kunai or throwing stars or...something. His cousin was adept at many times of weapon, but holding a staff just never seemed to fit with his image. Especially not with the rabbit right next to it.

Mori waited until Mitsukuni was finished and then turned for the door, stopped, and turned back, kneeling down. Even if his left shoulder was injured, his right was fine and having Mitsukuni perched there would actually make him feel better of all things. If he had to focus on balancing two people instead of just himself, his thoughts would clear and he was certain he wouldn't do something as embarrassing as running into door frames like earlier. Besides, it was faster, wasn't it? And they had to get to the Sun Room where Willy Wonka and the new person was waiting. Tilting his head, he looked over at Mitsukuni, waiting to see what he would do.