Night 44: M71-M80 Hallway
This was a really, really bad idea.
Of course, Demyx wasn't the type to have very many good ideas, or at least ones that didn't pertain to music or ducking out of work. He knew he wasn't the brightest guy - something that had always been thrown into sharp relief in the Organization, full of scientists and people with no emotions or, in most cases, any senses of humor whatsoever to get in the way of them thinking way too hard about things - but when it came to sitars and survival instinct, he knew his intellect was, like, Mensa-level at least.
Which completely failed to explain why he was venturing out of his room, alone and unarmed and with some pretty weak powers to fall back on. But he kept seeing phantom blood on his sheets, and it was starting to really creep him out; he didn't think he could stay in his room tonight.
Maybe he could find Sora, or Xigbar, or even Luxord; he knew he wasn't exactly on the best of terms with the other Nobodies at the moment, but he still considered them friends, even if he got the feeling that had become kind of a one-way street these days.
[To here.]
Of course, Demyx wasn't the type to have very many good ideas, or at least ones that didn't pertain to music or ducking out of work. He knew he wasn't the brightest guy - something that had always been thrown into sharp relief in the Organization, full of scientists and people with no emotions or, in most cases, any senses of humor whatsoever to get in the way of them thinking way too hard about things - but when it came to sitars and survival instinct, he knew his intellect was, like, Mensa-level at least.
Which completely failed to explain why he was venturing out of his room, alone and unarmed and with some pretty weak powers to fall back on. But he kept seeing phantom blood on his sheets, and it was starting to really creep him out; he didn't think he could stay in his room tonight.
Maybe he could find Sora, or Xigbar, or even Luxord; he knew he wasn't exactly on the best of terms with the other Nobodies at the moment, but he still considered them friends, even if he got the feeling that had become kind of a one-way street these days.
[To here.]