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Rinali cautiously entered the bathroom, finally turning on her flashlight and doing a quick survey of the area. Everything seemed clear, but it was hard to say how long. At least the fighting outside would hopefully mask their presence a little bit.

She stepped to the side to allow Allen to enter as well and shone her light on the door leading to the showers. "I'll check to make sure it's safe, then I'll wait by the door while you clean yourself up. Hopefully the showers still work at night."

[From here. Reposting because I realized late that I missed a room.]

Sanzo shut the door behind him with a slam, and unsteadily made his way inside, putting one of the tables between him and the entry way. He whirled, gun pointed at the door.

Several long seconds passed. The door didn't burst open. That man didn't come busting through. He kept the gun up still, a full minute passing, before he let it drop.

He finally risked a glance down at his left shoulder.

"Shit..."

It was a mess of torn flesh, gaping holes, and blood everywhere. The liquid was working its way down his left arm, and down his chest at an alarming rate. The wounds on his stomach and other arm weren't doing that much better.

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A hand upon the left wall, Momo paused and looked around. Empty. No monsters, so it was clear. She hoped the colonel wasn't going to be too angry at her for not getting the key back to him at breakfast. She didn't have the heart to tell him it was because she'd simply refused to leave her room that morning after having her own silent fit about the frustrating results of the previous night.

It would be kind of embarassing.

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[From here]

Tyki stepped into the hallway outside of the patient block, sweeping the beam of his flashlight around. As far as he could see, the hallway was completely empty. Not that the Noah minded; he was busy right now and any distractions would be way too bothersome.

After a moment of debating which direction to take, he opted for taking the nearest door; the one he knew that would lead to the next hallway thanks to his experience during the day.

[To here]

[from here]

It seemed that brat didn't follow him anymore. Good riddance. He could do without the stupid maggot's whining, really.

Albel's crimson eyes glanced around as he entered the cafeteria, on his guard in case some worm happened to be hiding around here. The small beam of his flashlight didn't really make much of a difference, though, he couldn't see much further into the room. Useless piece of crap.

When nothing had launched itself at his throat yet, Albel saw no reason to keep standing around. He silently moved further into the room, passed the chairs and tables towards the kitchen.

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Because there were always so many idiots heading to the Sun room during the night, Albel Nox was a little surprised to discover he was actually the first idiot person to enter it. Even when he opened the door, he could tell there wasn't a single sign of battle just yet.

The warrior wasn't sure whether to be disappointed or not.

It had been a while (only a couple of nights, really) since he had a good fight, and the captain found himself itching for a new one. He lived his life on the battle field, and going without any fighting (or good opponents) for too long made him restless.

He swept the small beam of his flashlight around the room, not letting his guard down as he closed the door behind him and walked further into the room.

If there was some opponent hiding in this room, he'd find out soon enough. If there wasn't, it only meant he'd get to the basement faster. And whatever maggot hiding in said basement to fight.

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Away from the windows looking down onto the Sun Room, the darkness was complete in the way it only can be indoors. Farfarello didn't mind, though--he preferred to rely on senses other than sight, anyway, since his sight was rather seriously flawed on account of his missing eye.

Farfarello kept an ear out for Faust, making sure the other man was indeed following him, but most of his attention was dedicated to scanning the area for foes. If it could be heard or scented, if it disturbed the air, Farfarello would know it was coming. That there could be things in this place that did none of that was a disturbing thought, but one that Farfarello quickly shrugged off--if he couldn't do anything about it, no point dwelling on it.

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It didn't look like anyone had come through this way just yet.  The file room was still a long way off, on the other side of the building, but at least now he'd put some distance behind him.  He hadn't really been up this way much, not alone at least.  He'd seen some of it his first night, exploring and looking for supplies with Harry and the others.  Yuuhi tried to quiet his breathing, but his heart was beating faster than usual.  He continued on at a slightly slower pace now, on the lookout for creatures both in front and behind him.

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Burly orderlies and agile Calm Effect nurses flooded the cafeteria from the Courtyard while regular hall nurses filed in from the Sun Room and ushered out those not involved in the rebellion. It indeed seemed as if Landel was sending out all the cavalry, and an effective cavalry they were: The riot didn't continue for much longer after the alarm sounded, though it seemed strange just how quickly all of the mutinous patients fell, even the ones who hadn't been injected with anything.

The hall nurses were quick to escort their well-behaved charges back to their rooms, praising those who hadn't joined in and chiding those who muttered under their breath in response. There were some exceptions, of course: One nice young man had even defended one of the nurses from the violent patients! Now, wasn't that exemplary behavior? Dr. Landel would be so proud to hear about it...

Within half an hour, all of the so-called "loyal" patients had been safely deposited in their rooms, and it was then that the alarm finally stopped and the true difficulty of the situation was tackled. There certainly weren't enough rooms in solitary to accommodate such rampant disobedience, and yet measures would have to be taken to ensure proper consequences for each and every patient involved. After all, something like this couldn't be allowed to happen again!

Different options were considered. Perhaps they should make an example out of the girl who had sparked the riot, but then again, perhaps not. This certainly wasn't the first case of patients attacking nurses or their peers in a crowded area, but what had been different this time was the sheer support that the other patients had shown for her. Should the staff then make examples of all those who had tried to "protect" her from the well-meaning nurses? No, there were too many for that...

In the end, it was decided that the best immediate solution would be to treat the rebellious patients in the Medical Wing while they were unconscious and then move them back to their rooms to await punishment. To ensure the safety of both their roommates and the patients themselves, however, the staff decided to securely fasten their limbs to their beds and keep them heavily drugged. Such a sad sight they were to see, but... it was necessary.

Finally, when each and every patient had been escorted back to their respective rooms, the staff hurried off to an emergency meeting upstairs. Strangely, Head Nurse Lydia was the one taking care of the proceedings in the Head Doctor's stead. She calmly told them that he was preoccupied with more urgent matters, and as she began to speak to the crowd, the staff could only wonder what could possibly be more important than an unprecedented patient riot...

[ Comment to this post with separate threads for each patient room, and please put your character's room number in the subject line. Thank you! ]

Hitsugaya woke with a start.

His entire body ached, but the pain was nowhere near as bad as it had been the night before. His injuries had been tended two with clean gauze and bandages, and he found every movement wasn't agony. He wasn't in the best of shape, but thanks to the miracle of landel's strange time distortion, he had mostly recovered from the vile poison without having to waste anyone else's talents.

And in his hand, still...there was the key.

He dressed quickly, sliding the key onto the key ring from his desk drawer and stuck it into his pocket. Whether the key stood to gain them anything or not, it stood as a vital reminder that they could succeed in this place. There was hope, as insignificant as it often seemed. They could beat this place.

That small shred of hope made getting up worth it.

The nurse who escorted him to breakfast was cheerful, and commented idly about how wonderful it was to see young Tommy Winters up and about again after his unfortunate run-in with a bad case of food poisoning. He smirked slightly, knowing that any lies the institute forced into their heads were only that: lies. He wouldn't buy it for a second. And on top of that, the concept of muffins sounded almost appetizing. While he still preferred his authentic Japanese cuisine, the food here was slowly becoming more and more bearable. He would have preferred a warm bowl of sweet nattou over rice over the mufffins, but they would do. The plain yogurt and fruit, on the other hand, was excellent. He piled his plate high with fruit as usual, and got several small bowls of yogurt as well.

Finding the most convenient table to the end of the food line, he took a seat and scanned for the new arrivals. New arrivals meant people who would be lost and confused. Renji did a good job of making a bulliten post last time...he should recommend abarai-fukutaicho do the same again this time.

[Waiting for Angel]

[[From Here]]

They seemed to be having good fortune thus far.  The shouting and voices died out as they hurried further down the hall; luckily that area was already on their map.  It looked like there were a few doors ahead though, that had yet to be added.  He hadn't seen any Akuma yet, but his eye didn't work nearly as well here as it once had.  Nothing seemed to.  Allen lead the way through the darkness, treading cautiously into the unfamiliar territory.

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Miku kept her footsteps hushed as she followed the growing buzz in the back of her head. Here it was, just behind this door with it's rusted lock. Miku tried it, hoping that maybe her meager strength would help her, but to no avail. She kept one eye over her shoulder, her ears opened for the click of claws or worse.

Nothing, just the stupid sound of the lock not moving.

"Come on, come on, please...!" she whispered fiercely at it. "Please let me in..!"

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William continued on out of the stairwell before looking around the area that they had passed through several nights before. Nothing had changed, it appeared, though that meant little in this place. William grinned and glanced over his shoulder at Wesker as he began walking.

"I am curious," he started, careful to keep his voice lowered. "Just how long do you think it would take for a man's will to break if an outside influence constantly causes his hopes to rise and fall?"