Nightshift 62: Kitchen

[seekingmystrength]

[in from here]

The commotion that came from forcing the kitchen door opening was sure to have alerted anything that hadn't heard their first break in, which made continuing on, and quickly, all the more important. They were fortunate enough to have not hit anything as of yet.

Kurogane kept the lead as they entered the kitchen area, stepping over the broken lock and shrugging the sensation away from his shoulder as best he was able. He'd known breaking the lock would take some energy, even without him having kicked it down, but he hadn't expected to feel so much more exhausted from the action. Landel's new game was testing more than just his patience that night, but he didn't let it get to him. They were beyond the more open areas now, and shouldn't have too many more doors blocking their way to the basement.

Turning to the right, Kurogane spotted the outline for the refrigerator door from across the room and stepped ahead only to have the outline blur suddenly in his line of view. He paused, shook his head, and tried to get his focus back through will power alone. The door remained a muddled blur however, and soon the rest of the room was blurring just the same.

"Damn..." he swore, shaking his head out a second time and bringing a hand up.

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[vinesofregret]

[From here]

The kitchen looked as it had the night before, and it was almost a touch tempting to grab some food while they were here - it might calm his nerves a little. But they did have a goal in mind, tonight.

[stellarregions]

"It would keep the staff on their toes," he replied as they stepped into the kitchen. "Might make things around here more interesting."

At least during the day. A part of him found the false normality their days were smothered in rather aggravating. The military had not been welcome, but at least that had been honest. "But people would probably go right on smashing things anyway. It's fast." Faster than anyone inexperienced fiddling around with lock picks, probably. "I don't think we have too many patient types here."

The kitchen was empty, so whoever had come in before them had either left already, or had a similar goal they did. He wasn't going to argue if they'd gone on ahead and cleared the way for them, to be honest.

[vinesofregret]

"Mmm, I've noticed." Whoever came in first had gone into the refrigerator too, it seems. "Though it must get fixed during the day, somehow. It doesn't look like the same damage as last night..." Did they have repairmen who came in during the day to fix these things? That seemed like a lot of work. Or perhaps it was something else - like how they awoke with some of their possessions missing, and others present. Another mystery - for another day, too.

"I suppose it saves us some work, though." He headed for the broken refrigerator door, and went inside.

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