Night 57: Disciplinary Therapy Corridor

[oneman_onekill]

[from here]Niikura edged around the corner into the corridor proper, heart suddenly beating faster than ever. And yet there was no one. The hall was a little eerie in that way...but honestly, what had he been expecting to see? Writhing bodies? A mini boss? In some ways, just seeing nothing was worse, because now he'd hit a dead end

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[princeofthemoon]

Sesshoumaru dropped his hand without comment, maintaining enough of a grip on his self-control that it didn't shake as a result of the effort he had just been forced to expend

[oneman_onekill]

He truly loved it when people underestimated him; that usually meant that it was that much easier to kill or deceive them, whichever was more pertinent to him at the moment

[princeofthemoon]

Sesshoumaru rarely underestimated anyone, simply because his estimation of anyone rarely extended beyond a vague determination that they were less powerful than he. This was almost always universally true, so he behaved as he wished and killed those who displeased him without worry or fear of consequences. On those rare occasions when he found a being who actually was more powerful than he was expecting, this gave him the initial disadvantage associated with underestimating one's opponents. However, when this occurred, it was almost always followed by a swift recalculation of this first estimation, and swift subsequent action befitting these revised opinions

[oneman_onekill]

"That's what I--ah, shit." Niikura stopped dead in his tracks as one of the doors opened. Mike...? No. Just some skinny kid who looked like he would break if someone just nudged him with a finger.

He was about to go suggest they help the guy out, if only to take his mind off of things for a while, but it looked like the two other men who had followed them into the hall had already gotten to him, so there went that idea.

"...damn it. Not our man." He turned back toward Sesshoumaru with a sigh. "Guess we'll have to just--" And once again, he was completely unable to finish his original sentence as, just beyond Sesshoumaru's shoulder, he saw a sheep crash into the wall. On instinct, he rubbed his eyes: a sheep? Seriously?

"What. The hell. Ya see that too?" Niikura pointed a shaking finger at the sheep in question. "'m not just makin' things up in my mind to pass the time, am I? There's really a sheep in the hallway--oh, and him too." He made a face as Badd followed the sheep in- or rather, crashed his way in. The teen stifled a

[princeofthemoon]

Just as well, perhaps - Sesshoumaru was not much in the habit of helping others out, and that was how he preferred it.

And then there was a sheep.

Sesshoumaru almost looked startled for a second there, which of course was normally as close as he got. He turned to look at them, seeming bored again after a few seconds - it was a good defense, not controlled, because control implied that you had something to hide, while boredom was simply... weariness with those things and people you were forced to associate with.

"Hn," Sesshoumaru said. "I take it this is not typical?"

[oneman_onekill]

"Oh good," Niikura muttered to himself. The sheep was real. It was definitely real. So now they had Landel's Institute and Landel's Petting Zoo, and someone had apparently thought that they needed to downsize and combine the two.

...or maybe the sheep was really a killer sheep. Well, it certainly seemed to be doing a good job trying to kill itself if that was the case. He could probably discount it as a threat. Badd hadn't stabbed it, after all, so that had to mean something. In fact, the older man seemed to be talking to it, which was...well, it wasn't much better.

"No," the teen replied dully. "No, it isn't. I mean, it's benign, for one thing. And tryin' to do itself in instead of us. I dunno...maybe it's a new kinda monster that uses reverse psychology? Ya would have to be really stupid to fall for that, though."

[princeofthemoon]

Along some point in Niikura's speech, Sesshoumaru began to look a rather odd mixture of incredulous, amused, curious, and slightly offended. The other man was watching the sheep, which appeared to be insane, and the man accompanying it - its handler, perhaps? Regardless he was talking to it, when it appeared to be nothing but a dumb animal. Perhaps the handler was insane as well - he certainly did not seem to be attempting the animal from actions that seemed would injure it.

"Are you suggesting that those in charge of this place send out killer sheep in an attempt to subdue one such as I?" Especially one so stupid as this one appeared to be - though, perhaps Niikura's surprise over its behavior meant that not all of them were so.

[oneman_onekill]

"That would be frightening."

A second later--

"--actually, nah, that'd be hilarious. No killer sheep here as far as I know!" Niikura said happily as he switched between watching The Badd and Sheep Show and the doors for any sign of Mike. "I'm just surprised 'cause usually anything unusual 'round here wants to kill ya, but that's just..." He paused, struggling to find the right word.

"...that's just sad."

[princeofthemoon]

Sesshoumaru looked scornful, but this time stayed almost silent. "Hn," he said, voice non-committal, as he watched the display. After a few moments he spoke again. "And the people here are so weak as to be in danger from a thing like... that?"

Perhaps he would be as well, he tried to think - he was weaker here, and it was best not to always judge by appearances. But he really couldn't bring himself to believe that. Honestly.