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damned_institute2012-08-19 10:04 am
unpriest) wrote in damned_institute2012-08-19 10:04 am
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Night 65: Kitchen
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The kitchen was as dark as the cafeteria had been, so the small beams of the flashlights continued to be a necessary evil. They might have made it easier for the creatures lurking in the darkness to notice them, but chances were that they would have been noticed by hearing and smell alone anyway. Moreover, Seishin was fairly certain he would have ended up bumping into something without the aid of those lights, which would have made a significant amount of noise.
But the kitchen remained completely silent after their arrival. The beam the former priest swept around only revealed the area to be spotless. Warily, he continued moving -- they might have been able to travel through the previous rooms without being attacked, but there was no telling when their luck would run out.
The kitchen was as dark as the cafeteria had been, so the small beams of the flashlights continued to be a necessary evil. They might have made it easier for the creatures lurking in the darkness to notice them, but chances were that they would have been noticed by hearing and smell alone anyway. Moreover, Seishin was fairly certain he would have ended up bumping into something without the aid of those lights, which would have made a significant amount of noise.
But the kitchen remained completely silent after their arrival. The beam the former priest swept around only revealed the area to be spotless. Warily, he continued moving -- they might have been able to travel through the previous rooms without being attacked, but there was no telling when their luck would run out.
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Once inside the kitchen with the door carefully closed behind, Facilier switched on his flash light and began his search for much-needed brewing equipment. He wasn't too pleased with the fact that it was him doing this work, it was all meant to be done for him! But that so-called "Mighty Pirate" Guybrush disappeared and Facilier had not heard from that Sora lad since their trip to Doyleton. So far that Rock Lee fool had some promise of gathering materials for the Bokor, so hopefully this scavenging business wouldn't remain a nightly routine.
For now, it was time to find some bowls, spoons, bottles and other mixing tools and it wasn't long before both Doctor and Shadow were rummaging them out of the kitchen shelves. Facilier picked out an egg beater, a butter knife, a ladle and a handful of metal stirring spoons. Meanwhile the Shadow had snatched up a whole armful of pots and pans, measuring cups, bowls and plates. The Bokor's dark counterpart gestured towards his pillow case and when Facilier opened it up for the Shadow to carefully deposit the goods, it instead unceremoniously dropped everything inside with a resounding crash.
"SHHHHH!" Facilier pressed a finger to his lips at his chortling Shadow, scowling at it as his ears rang from the metallic cacophony. "Just because y'all have your powers back doesn't mean you can go looking for trouble!" he berated his dark twin who only shrugged in reply. "Merde....! Just as bad as the Loa during Mardi Gras...!" Facilier thought to himself with a roll of his eyes as he threw the heavy pillow case over his shoulder. The Shadow only grinned and followed suit as they made way to one of the pantries.
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