Harvey Dent / Two-Face (
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damned_institute2012-06-20 07:28 pm
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Night 64: West Wing, South Hall 1-A
[From here.]
Still no one. Harvey imagined that before long these areas were going to be flooded with sick people who were going to follow that clue, so he was glad that he'd beaten them to the punch. It wasn't that he thought it was contagious anymore -- by this point, they would have known -- but he didn't need to be surrounded by a bunch of miserable, sniffling people, either.
Relieved that he'd dodged that bullet, at least so far, Harvey reached the end of the hall and took a right toward their regular meeting spot.
[To here.]
Still no one. Harvey imagined that before long these areas were going to be flooded with sick people who were going to follow that clue, so he was glad that he'd beaten them to the punch. It wasn't that he thought it was contagious anymore -- by this point, they would have known -- but he didn't need to be surrounded by a bunch of miserable, sniffling people, either.
Relieved that he'd dodged that bullet, at least so far, Harvey reached the end of the hall and took a right toward their regular meeting spot.
[To here.]
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Seishin absently noted he had been moved closer to the main hallway, but he guessed it didn't really matter as much. It would have been convenient had he set out with some sort of purpose like his roommate had, but that was clearly not the case. Wandering around aimlessly in such dangerous hallways quite possibly made him an easy prey, but the former priest was too shaken to truly care whether he inadvertently wandered into a a monster's awaiting claws or not.
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