Night 45: Main Hallway, 1-West

[hajike_tobiume]

[from here]

Once away from the safety of the patient block, Momo slowed down as she traveled along the left hand wall to cover her blind spot. In this position, she could easily draw her sword and deal with issues as they arose. Hopefully, there would be none.

Momo had too much on her mind to want to deal with anything she didn't have to.

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[tyki_pon]

[From here]

Once Tyki reached the main hallway, he paused. He could easily reach the second floor from here, but he didn't quite feel like heading there again. Perhaps the doctor's offices for some cigarettes then? Cheating Boy A obviously wasn't going to get him those seven packages anymore. The basement he had heard about could work as well, he guessed.

As he considered his options, he swept the beam of his flashlight around the place before he noticed someone. His lips twisted into a smirk when he recognized who it was. His interest caught, he casually approached her as if he was approaching an acquaintance rather than an enemy. Well, at least no one could blame him for hiding his presence or anything.

"Fancy running into you here, Miss Shinigami," he greeted, almost politely. He might not intend to fight with his injuries like this, but that didn't mean he couldn't play around a bit. "How's your eye?"

[hajike_tobiume]

Momo stopped when she saw Tyki, her hand straying up to the hilt of her sword as it lay across her back. She did not draw it, though, as she remembered how futile a blade had been for Signum.

"Tyki," Momo replied, forgoing any honorific, on the watch for any quick movements. So far, it didn't seem like the Noah was going to attack her, but that didn't mean he wouldn't. He had been rather relaxed when they met last time.

"My eye is as fine as it can be. Why do you ask?"

[tyki_pon]

The reaction was no surprise, but Tyki's smirk still widened slightly when the girl reached for the hilt of her sword. An amused chuckle escaped his throat as he watched her with amusement.

"Curiosity, I guess. Or maybe a little concern, who knows?" the Noah answered, titling his head slightly. He inhaled from his cigarette once more. "Killing you will be kinda difficult when you're already a corpse, no?"

[hajike_tobiume]

"I'm touched by your concern. Though, I've died three times already," Momo pointed out. "What makes you think you it'll stick?"

Her eyes moved over the Noah, noting his status and the way he was moving. He was injured. She wasn't sure how injured, but maybe it was enough to keep him from forcing confrontation. She had no qualms setting him on fire again.

[sewenteen_sir]

[ From here.]

He may have taken command of the bridge before, but that had been a dire situation. The whole time, he'd been scared to death that Nero would try to hail the Enterprise again, and Chekov would cause him to attack the ship again. He'd been ready to accept the responsibility--but he was a navigator, not a Commander or a Captain.

And certainly not a First Officer capable of serving under Commander Spock. Chekov didn't know how Captain Kirk would fare with Commander Spock as his First Officer, but Chekov had a feeling their opinions would sometimes--if not always--come into conflict. Commander Spock had already contracted another person to read the stars and questioned the bad feeling Chekov had gotten in the pit of his stomach when he came back to the board to find his message series gone. Who would want his authorization code? He should have never posted it there--now someone had his authorization code, name, everything

[sewenteen_sir]

[ To here.]

[petalwitch]

[from here.]

Finally! Some people! Aerith was about to hurry over to the two people carrying on a conversation when she caught sight of some doors further down the hall. It would probably be for the best to ask what exactly she'd stumbled into, but her own curiosity was getting the better of her. Maybe she'd just walk a little further down. Just to see if there was anything interesting down the way. She could always come back after she'd checked out what lay ahead, couldn't she?

[petalwitch]

[to here.]

[full_score]

((From here.))

Claude softly exhaled as he approached the place he, Anise and Celes were all supposed to meet. A quick sweep of his flashlight revealed the stairs up ahead, as well as a few patients who were hanging around. No monsters -- that was a plus, at least.

Still, it looked like he'd managed to get here before either of the girls. Claude wasn't particularly worried, especially since there were a number of things that could slow someone down while trying to leave for the night. But he was also a little anxious to get a move on, especially after some of the disconcerting warnings Okita had given him during lunch.

That was why he gravitated toward the hallway he knew Anise and Celes would be coming from when they came to meet him. Maybe he'd see them coming from out of the F-block, and they could head off toward the stairs without wasting much time. Since he was already waiting, he may as well cut down on the distance Anise and Celes would need to walk, right?

((To here.))

[wantsyourzex]

[from here]

Alright, here was the main hallway. Max had gotten here safely after all! No thanks to his hallucinations, which only seemed to be getting bolder the further he went.

He didn't see anyone nearby that looked particularly open to watching out for him, so Max looked around some more, trying to find someone that would preferably be fairly big and strong. Todd would be nice, wherever he was. Maybe he was still asleep?

Something darted across his flashlight beam and he instinctively tried to follow it. He only caught glimpses of the creature as his light jerked around, something with many limbs and mouths and arms and teeth and tentacles, something unworldly that he'd never seen before that looked all too real. He backed away from it without thinking, and from his other side, his arm suddenly stung

[dasgift]

[From here.]

A small lighting oversight had Kristoph practically running into an obstacle as the man rounded the corner. Surprise laced his features as he froze in his steps and gauged the situation; he hadn't expected someone to be standing right there. An arm twitched in its need to raise the plastic bird of prey to attack, but he thankfully remembered himself in time.

Instead, he stepped out of the other's boundaries. "Oh, terribly sorry!" said Kristoph in his best apologetic tone. "Are you all right?"

[wantsyourzex]

Max backed away instinctually from whatever it was that had gotten too close (those things weren't real, they couldn't be, he had to remember that) and raised his arms to defend himself... and then peeked over them to see that it was just another patient. He breathed an audible sigh of relief, already feeling better now that there was someone nearby, someone taller and more capable looking than himself (not that it would have been difficult to look more capable than Max Vyer, particularly in his current state

[dasgift]

It did not take a former defense attorney to see the fear laced in the other man's features. Kristoph half-expected him to scream and cling in some desperate attempt for security; he was thankful the man only rambled on. Otherwise, the flamingo might have been put to good use.

At the same time, Kristoph could see the potential this held for the earlier lack of strategy. A bumbling ball of nerves was more or less asking to accompany him on his trip. One who would surely serve as acceptable monster bait should the file room again prove dangerous. And he certainly couldn't leave a helpless soul to the mercy of the night's whim, now could he? Not when he had his own whims to adhere to.

"A little company would be appreciated," Kristoph replied, "if you don't mind a trip to the entry way." The words were delivered in a nonchalant fashion, as though they were only going to the grocery store. If you took out the fact that they really couldn't in a fake mental institution.

He paused, a thought striking him. "My name is Kristoph Gavin."