Night 44: M1-M10 Hallway

[whos_da_man]

Oh gods, it was back. He was going to end up trying to eat someone. Junpei just knew it. last night he managed to avoid that by not leaving his room, mostly because he was waiting for Ryouji who never showed, but that didn't matter. What mattered was Junpei couldn't stay put in his room this night. He needed to blow off some steam. He needed

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M2

[slipperymagic]

Howl was relieved beyond words when the doors opened to reveal blissfully silent darkness. The moaning and screaming of the previous night had made him worry that sort of thing was the norm. However, the very different yet equally eerie announcement that replaced it was not terribly reassuring. At least the man had the decency to apologize, though Howl had a feeling that he could ultimately do without his reparations and protection

[slipperymagic]

[To here]

M8

[whos_da_man]

[from here]

Barging into his room, Junpei dropped his stuff on his bed in a jumble before quickly sorting it.

Flashlight for seeing - check.

Evoker for burninating - check.

Baseball bat for bashing - check.

Armor for training - check.

Junpei was all set. He stuffed the bag of baseball pads into his closet, then shoved the evoker into the front of his waistband gangster style so it really looked like a gun. He adjusted his hat then took the bat and light with him.

Now, he had a date with the devil. He shuddered at that stupid phrase. This was so not a date. He didn't date girls that scared the crap out of him. He had standards.

[to here]

M2

[theroadsofar]

It said a lot about how exhausted you were when you ended up sleeping right through the intercom post

[allroadslead]

[from here]The entire process hadn't taken that long at all, and Sam soon found himself back in the halls, moving towards Dean's room. He'd made this trip almost every night; by this point, it almost felt odd to be coming back to the same place so often. He remembered they used to stay in places for weeks or even months when he was younger and still in school, but after...A couple of weeks was the maximum. Usually that was only ever if a hunt went wrong

[theroadsofar]

His hand snapped up and caught the knife. Glancing down at it, it only took a second of weighing it and checking it out to tell that this wasn’t some cheapo knock-off. Sure, it wasn’t made of gold or anything, but it was solid, and that was what actually mattered. The last thing you wanted on a hunt was to be stuck with a fake blade without even an edge. Dean experimentally flicked the butterfly knife open, then closed it after a moment and handed it back to his brother

[constellates]

[from here]

This point of the hallway was entirely deserted, and for good reason. Most of its inhabitants were freely roaming the Institute, if not sleeping soundly in bed, like a certain PKKer should be doing.

Anyway, she wasn't sure if this was the right hallway, so she was still pausing in the very exit of it. Haseo and Endrance could go past her, in that case.

...And did this mean she'd finally get to see Haseo's room? Did this mean she was leveling the playing field? Heh heh heh. She looked back at Endrance, a testy smile on her face for no reason. No reason at all.

[feartehreaper]

After several beats of annoyed reflection, Haseo chose to remain quiet over Alkaid shrugging off his question. Really, he'd only been half-asking about the break itself after what she'd implied earlier about being bitten, and her comment about getting too close didn't really ease the concern. At least she'd seen a healer and... that was good. Relatively. It still didn't occur to him why she might still be sporting a cast if the arm was actually healed, though. And he doubted once more the reason in leading the two back to his room.

Related, it wasn't until he'd moved past Alkaid that he realized yet another catch in his night- Tsukasa's room was in the same hall as his. Somehow, he'd forgotten the Wavemaster was generally with them... and that he'd even considered introducing Alkaid that very night. The Adept Rogue made an odd act out of walking past the room, his mind buzzing with so much information at once that it might as well have been blank. He stared at the door until he practically would have had to turn and walk backward to

[And into M4 they go.]

[oftemptation]

Endrance moved forward and quickly opened the door to Haseo's room, motioning for both of them to enter before he did, closing the door behind him. The irony of the room assignment wasn't lost on him, either, especially not now.

"Haseo, you sit down..." The commanding tone in his voice surprised him; he wasn't used to being the one giving any kind of order. It was strange and unnerving, and he decided he didn't want to do that any more than was necessary. He decided to focus on other things for a moment - first, returning the sword to Haseo's closet, which he did, then taking a seat himself, in the chair on his side. He didn't say anything else, instead, simply waited.

[M4]

[constellates]

Actually, the reason Alkaid was still sporting a cast was that she had absolutely no clue how to get the thing off. But like hell she was going to admit that!

She followed Haseo into his room, still wondering a little bit about what that hiss had been about. Hey, they hadn't turned him into a .. part-man-part-cat or something, right? Alkaid sure as hell hoped not. Catty he could be, but she liked her men without bestial features, thanks. No Tu Tribe. No nekomimi.

Endrance's order seemed more motherly than anything, which was kinda cute. She found herself following it regardless, even though it'd been aimed at Haseo. She pulled out the chair at the desk, turned it around, and sat on it cross-legged, crossing her arms over the back of it.

Then she clicked her tongue. "So, what now?"