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Night 59: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

Oct 24, 2011 11:32

[Coming from here.]

Daemon glided out into the wider corridor and paused for a moment, letting Renji join him, taking a moment to probe the shadows with his senses, looking for anything out of the norm. There was a tingle down his spine, the sensation of being watched, though he couldn't find its exact location, just the knowledge that it was ( Read more... )

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heroesdontshave October 28 2011, 23:24:43 UTC

[from here]

Snow quickened his pace as he moved through the door and hurried down the hallway. He didn't like this. Not at all. Normally, the monsters here weren't all that active. So what the hell was going on? Was this actually what Code Red was supposed to be? Flood a bunch of monsters into the building to kill everyone? That was the plan? What the hell were they thinking ( ... )

ofthemotions October 29 2011, 04:53:04 UTC

[from here]Mikado stepped out into gore. And panic rose before anything else. Call him a desensitized youth, but it wasn't that it made him sick to see and smell all this. It more gave him a quiet panic--the kind that would make him want to slowly and quietly move somewhere unseen so the whatever that did this did not notice him. He swallowed thickly, wondering if he made a mistake. His sneaker scuffed against tile and blood and caught on something that gave beneath him. Bile rose in his throat, and he supposed he wasn't as desensitized as he thought ( ... )

heroesdontshave October 31 2011, 22:13:57 UTC

Snow was more used to monsters than average civilians would be, he was even used to dealing with them at night, but things weren't like this back home. The monsters here were different, unknown. It's was pretty much completely pitch black even with the stupid light thing, and Snow wasn't used to that at all. Even the outskirts of Bodhum were better lit than this place... and that was outside. In here it was narrow and blocked off and things just popped out of nowhere to attack you rather than... Look, it's not to say he was scared or anything. But the point was he had a lot more reason to be cautious here than he normally would in a situation like this ( ... )

predictator November 1 2011, 23:04:12 UTC

[From here]

He had noticed the smell first-it had smelled faintly of blood near the end of the block hallway, but it hadn't been hanging so heavily in the air as it was here. And maybe it had been because he was focused on Mikado, but he was certain he hadn't seen any of the bits and pieces of what had once been living things (monsters, he hoped, rather than his beloved human beings) laying scattered across the hall.

Izaya had paused, turning his attention and flashlight away from Mikado momentarily in order to inspect the gore. It didn't look like human remains, but that didn't mean it was monsters and monster only. But he couldn't afford long to inspect it, or else he'd lose sight of Mikado ( ... )

ofthemotions November 3 2011, 21:54:06 UTC

What Mikado had learned in the past two days was simply this ( ... )

heroesdontshave November 6 2011, 07:09:42 UTC

Even without his lighting thing, the sound of something (somethings?!) hitting the floor told him everything he needed to know to keep going. He was plenty ready to just dive forward and just crush whatever he'd thrown by using it as a landing pad, but he was thankfully attentive enough to notice the light that had fallen to the ground as well. That confused him enough to keep him from just charging forward before a hand picked it up and illuminated the scene. ...Then Snow remembered he had one of these things, too, and pointed it forward as well.

That... That wasn't a...! "Ah!!"

It was Izaya! And Ryuu! What the hell were they doing here?! Er, well. Nevermind that!

"A... Are you alright?!" His voice was somewhere between frantic and angry. Though the latter might have just been because he had no concept of inside voices when distraught. "Tch. Don't go around scarin' me like that!"

Like it was really their fault. He'd been the one who wasn't paying attention. There was a quiet pang of guilt lingering in his chest at that but... ( ... )

predictator November 6 2011, 18:17:51 UTC

The weight of the other person lifted off of him after a moment, and was followed by murmured apologies. Izaya recognized the voice before he tried to search out a face; it seemed it had been Mikado after all, launched into him by... by...

...by what, actually?

Izaya pulled himself into a sitting position with a quiet groan. "I'm fine," he answered, though perhaps the sullen tone with which he'd spoken didn't quite support his words. He put on a smile to compensate and added, more cheerily, "But you should be more careful."

The wet spot on the back of his shirt was making the fabric stick to his skin unpleasantly now; he touched a hand to it and then checked his fingers when the light from someone's flashlight fell across him. As he'd expected, the puddle had been blood.

When another familiar-sounding voice called out, Izaya looked up-and straight at the light. He winced, and then lifted a hand to block it out as he tried to make out the person beyond it. He could make out a form more than a face, and that form was large. ( ... )

ofthemotions November 7 2011, 20:06:41 UTC

The tone was probably deserved--though, honestly, not to him. "I wasn't thinking I'd..." Be thrown across the room as easily as that and wind up with a handful of questionable material dripping from it. Mikado grimaced. "Sorry," he gave again, giving up on that point ( ... )

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