Night 59: Main Hallway, 1-West

[doneinthree]

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Kirk ran into the main hallway and found nothing there except more pink light coating everything. His gut feeling said that if something was happening, it should've happened already, but he was a loss to explain what was going on. The system (if he could call it that, vague as it was to describe the whole Landel's torture/

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[human_sponge]

[From here.]If anything, the body count just got higher the further they got. Peter paused for a moment, taking in the different carcasses. He saw a few insects, some dogs, with who knew what else mixed in. It was clear that Aguilar had decided to send a whole army of these things down on them, but apparently someone was fighting back. Could this really all be the patients' doing? That didn't seem right. Maybe if someone had their powers back they could pull something like this off, but

[bitpartgod]

[TELEPORTING IN FROM here]

The Earth expression "speak of the devil", had Kibitoshin known how to use it at all, would probably have been appropriate at that moment. Faintly sacrilegious, but appropriate.

Kibitoshin reappeared in the main hallway in a not altogether elegant fashion, knee buckling under the sudden unexpected weight of his body- wait, unexpected? Was he really that out of practise? ... no, no, he'd always been like that. It took a moment for him to reorient himself, straightening up and checking the hall around him, and- yes! He'd done it! He was in the right hall!

Even so, he couldn't quite find it in himself to be entirely pleased at his success. There was obviously going to be some kind of terrible drawback to it, or- or some even more terrible reason as to why he could suddenly do all of this again. Like a giant monster attack. And it wasn't as though he was entirely free again anyway; one quick check was enough to tell him that he still couldn't move himself home, so there had to be some sort of base line to it

[allroadslead]

The hallways really put a new light on soaked in blood. Stepping around any of this crap was impossible, so the two of them basically squished their way through. Something crunched under Sam's boot and he decide he didn't want to know. At least it hadn't, uh...burst. He wasn't sure what it was, but the idea of stepping on a dislodged eyeball creeped him out.

He glanced over at Peter, eyebrows raised in consideration. "Yeah, maybe. Something's sure as hell gotten loose."

More than one something, possibly. Knowing their luck, it was likely more. Definitely knowing their luck, it was likely lots and lots more. God, this was so not a good sign.

When Peter stopped at the foot of the stairs, Sam stopped with him. As soon as the words, Guess not left his mouth, something dropped right in front of them a few feet away. Christ-He had his gun trained on the figure before he realized that it was-just the guy they were supposed to meet. Oh. He hastily lowered his arm. Wait. They were back? Who was back? Was this a good thing? The way the guy

[human_sponge]

It took him a few seconds, but Peter eventually realized what this all reminded him of. It had been the last night that he'd been with Sam when the doors had sent them to all sorts of insane places, including one room where monsters like the ones whose body parts were now strewn across the ground had been kept in cages. There probably hadn't even been enough in that one room to account for this many bodies, but what if there were more rooms like that?

Peter was about to bring it up to his roommate, but at that moment a few very startling things happened in quick succession. First, Kibitoshin was suddenly just there, the way that Hiro Nakamura had suddenly just been not there in Kirby Plaza. He was babbling on about something that Peter could barely register due to the fact that Sam almost shot the guy

[bitpartgod]

Only after the words left his mouth did it occur to the Kaioshin that perhaps suddenly appearing and babbling like a maniac might not have been the smartest of ways to introduce himself to a new person- it was just lucky for him that the man didn't shoot before he could explain himself. Quickly putting a little bit of distance between him and the gun, lowered though it was, he tried to calm himself down.

And blinked. Why were his boots sticking to the floor? Had someone spilled something, or...?

He glanced down- and immediately winced. Blood. Already. And with it so thickly laid out there was no way to pass the red off as a side-effect of the glow. It wasn't as though he was squeamish about that sort of thing anymore, not after the things he'd seen in his thousands of years, but it wasn't exactly a good sign for the rest of the night

[allroadslead]

If they hadn't been surrounded by flattened corpses, Sam might've put his gun away altogether just to make it less...awkward, but as it was, he was keeping it in his hand. So it was probably for the best the guy didn't offer to shake hands. Sam offered the most polite smile he could under the circumstances

[human_sponge]

It was pretty much exactly what Peter had guessed. So how had this even happened? Peter had to admit that he hadn't even noticed anything different in himself, but he wasn't really as tuned into his abilities as he could have been. He usually had to concentrate to use them -- or they just kicked in without his permission, like with the healing

[bitpartgod]

Sam- right! He'd remember that! Kibitoshin had just finished carefully filing that away for reference when Sam turned to Peter with a question- and he blinked. Peter had powers? He hadn't mentioned those before! All he'd said was that he knew how to treat injuries-- hadn't he? Oh, who knew, with how much he forgot? Well, whatever the case, it was a cheering thought. If he wasn't the only one with something to offer this evening it would really put them at a serious advantage.

Curiously, he turned to the man ready to watch him in action, if he could do it: what was it going to be? Maybe some form of ki energy? A transformation? Or even-

Peter was only in the air for a few moments, but that was enough to put a smile on Kibitoshin's face. "You can do it too? That's great! I had no idea you were such an accomplished warrior!" And since he'd asked Sam to come along as well, that probably meant that he was a warrior of some experience too

[allroadslead]

He'd seen Nathan do it once, that night in the town, but it was...yeah. Kinda crazy. Not what Peter could do, exactly, but it carried a novelty that he hadn't felt in awhile. Like, being able to watch someone use their abilities like it was nothing to be freaked out about, he guessed. Peter could apparently fly, but that didn't mean he harbored secret homicidal tendencies and made pacts with demons.

Though Dean might insist otherwise.

His eyebrows lifted just a hint at the phrase accomplished warrior, but it wasn't the weirdest thing he'd heard since he arrived here, so he figured it wasn't worth questioning. Nor Kibitoshin's Energizer Bunny attitude. Better than the opposite, though, so Sam wasn't complaining. He just wasn't...used to it. Tended to happen when your company was a demon, an unblinking monotone angel, and...Dean. Dean was just Dean

[human_sponge]

Kibitoshin turned out to be more impressed by Peter's small show of his power than he'd really expected. Accomplished warrior? What kind of term was that? Besides, all he'd done was hover for a couple seconds. He was pretty sure that didn't count for much, especially in terms of combat. It wasn't like he'd been shooting lightnings bolts out of his hands

[bitpartgod]

As Sam put his hand on his shoulder, for the first time Kibitoshin felt a faint twinge of concern. What if he couldn't manage two more people? It was one thing to warp himself from one hallway to virtually the next one, but three people upstairs? It wasn't quite a universal crossing, admittedly, and he hadn't been tired out by his previous effort, but who knew the way things were working tonight? All the rules had been thrown out already and they'd barely even started