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damned_institute2012-02-16 09:34 pm
thesadist) wrote in damned_institute2012-02-16 09:34 pm
Night 61: Cafeteria
[Coming from here.]
Daemon slipped in ahead of Renji, his gaze sweeping the deep shadows for any sign of movement, happy to leave the Sunroom behind. The darkness here was oppressive, but he'd been prepared for that. The bites on his legs were annoying but easy to ignore and with his Shield in place, he didn't mind taking the lead for a bit. He'd be able to take more damage than Renji with the Black surrounding him.
"It's in through the kitchen, right?" he asked the redhead, not entirely certain how to get to their destination. The voice over the Radio had him moving with renewed anticipation, however. And he was secretly relieved that Harrington - or whatever his name was - had gotten away safely.
Daemon slipped in ahead of Renji, his gaze sweeping the deep shadows for any sign of movement, happy to leave the Sunroom behind. The darkness here was oppressive, but he'd been prepared for that. The bites on his legs were annoying but easy to ignore and with his Shield in place, he didn't mind taking the lead for a bit. He'd be able to take more damage than Renji with the Black surrounding him.
"It's in through the kitchen, right?" he asked the redhead, not entirely certain how to get to their destination. The voice over the Radio had him moving with renewed anticipation, however. And he was secretly relieved that Harrington - or whatever his name was - had gotten away safely.
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He paused in the cafeteria, listening for the skitter of rodent feet, but there was nothing. "Crazy, lying, or stupid," he muttered to himself. Then he looked at Daemon. "In the cold room thing. The fridge? Yeah, I think that's what they're called."
He headed over to the kitchen door, opening it with the simple expedient of giving it a good slam with his shoulder.
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