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"Oh, trust me, I try my best to get along with everybody, but some people like to make it harder than others," Peter said flatly in response to Hagusa, and he did mean it, though it seemed he didn't care to dwell on that topic. With that, he was on his way, with the rest of the group in tow.
...
The halls were dark and isolated during this late night; it was close, but not quite curfew just yet, so the orderlies that they'd pass by -- few as they were -- only gave them the occasional curious look, but said nothing. The trip was silent, but brief, and before too long, they had reached the outside of Elijah's room, with Peter knocking his hand at the door.
Knock knock.
"Ah, my esteemed guests. Come in, the door is unlocked," the voice of Elijah came from the other side, and indeed needing no further gesture, Peter opened the door, leading everyone inside.
Elijah's room was, of course, nearly identical to everyone else's bedrooms, though it felt sterile and overly clean to an almost unnerving degree, at least to Peter, though he wouldn't have been able to explain why. Elijah sat poised, facing the front of the room as though he had been sitting there in wait for a small while.
"Alright, Elijah. We're here, just like you wanted."
"And I am so very glad you decided to humor an old man," Elijah smiled, a devious edge on his face conflicting with genuine bliss. "How are you all this fine evening? Eager to finally leave Raven Hill and put this place behind you, I take it?" He asked, signing all of his words seamlessly for Michelle's convenience as always.
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As Fujiko and the others who decided to stay in the Activity Room were left to their own devices, it wouldn't take long until they too were disturbed by something strange. It started out faintly at first, but after a while, a soft whisper in the ear could be heard, gradually getting more audible like a muffled voice behind a wall.
... me in... Find...
Slamming her open palm against a nearby desk in a flare of irritation, Fujiko looked accusingly toward the others who remained with her.
"Who keeps doing that? Cut that out already!" She exclaimed, seeming to believe it was someone else in the room playing a practical joke on her or so.
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"Oh, trust me, I try my best to get along with everybody, but some people like to make it harder than others," Peter said flatly in response to Hagusa, and he did mean it, though it seemed he didn't care to dwell on that topic. With that, he was on his way, with the rest of the group in tow.
...
The halls were dark and isolated during this late night; it was close, but not quite curfew just yet, so the orderlies that they'd pass by -- few as they were -- only gave them the occasional curious look, but said nothing. The trip was silent, but brief, and before too long, they had reached the outside of Elijah's room, with Peter knocking his hand at the door.
Knock knock.
"Ah, my esteemed guests. Come in, the door is unlocked," the voice of Elijah came from the other side, and indeed needing no further gesture, Peter opened the door, leading everyone inside.
Elijah's room was, of course, nearly identical to everyone else's bedrooms, though it felt sterile and overly clean to an almost unnerving degree, at least to Peter, though he wouldn't have been able to explain why. Elijah sat poised, facing the front of the room as though he had been sitting there in wait for a small while.
"Alright, Elijah. We're here, just like you wanted."
"And I am so very glad you decided to humor an old man," Elijah smiled, a devious edge on his face conflicting with genuine bliss. "How are you all this fine evening? Eager to finally leave Raven Hill and put this place behind you, I take it?" He asked, signing all of his words seamlessly for Michelle's convenience as always.
@Takumi @Not a Writer @Ottonomous Ghost @Josh @Rwac96 @Jeremi
As Fujiko and the others who decided to stay in the Activity Room were left to their own devices, it wouldn't take long until they too were disturbed by something strange. It started out faintly at first, but after a while, a soft whisper in the ear could be heard, gradually getting more audible like a muffled voice behind a wall.
... me in... Find...
Slamming her open palm against a nearby desk in a flare of irritation, Fujiko looked accusingly toward the others who remained with her.
"Who keeps doing that? Cut that out already!" She exclaimed, seeming to believe it was someone else in the room playing a practical joke on her or so.
@Capri @Minerva @Gummi Bunnies