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damned_institute2012-11-29 12:37 pm
complicatedliar) wrote in damned_institute2012-11-29 12:37 pm
Night 67: M71-80 Hallway
(In room M73)
Loki waited until his roommate had departed before completing his preparations for the night. He pulled out the rest of the surgical supplies he had left over and carefully removed all of the gloves, wraps, masks, anything that could act as a barrier to blood. Considering potential splashes and sprays carefully, he put on the gloves and other protective gear over his hospital uniform. Then over that, he carefully layered the sheets from his bed and then the winter gear to obscure himself entirely and bulk out his shape.
Last he used surgical tape to secure five scalpels, one to each of the fingers of his left hand. It made a crude set of claws, but such a thing was necessary for effect. He pulled a regular glove on over that, then pocketed the two little throwing knives.
It would do. He'd be primarily using illusions anyway, but this would confuse the issue further if he was unlucky enough to be sighted.
Loki slipped out of his room and hurried, using the dark as a shield, toward the other M-Block.
[To here]
Loki waited until his roommate had departed before completing his preparations for the night. He pulled out the rest of the surgical supplies he had left over and carefully removed all of the gloves, wraps, masks, anything that could act as a barrier to blood. Considering potential splashes and sprays carefully, he put on the gloves and other protective gear over his hospital uniform. Then over that, he carefully layered the sheets from his bed and then the winter gear to obscure himself entirely and bulk out his shape.
Last he used surgical tape to secure five scalpels, one to each of the fingers of his left hand. It made a crude set of claws, but such a thing was necessary for effect. He pulled a regular glove on over that, then pocketed the two little throwing knives.
It would do. He'd be primarily using illusions anyway, but this would confuse the issue further if he was unlucky enough to be sighted.
Loki slipped out of his room and hurried, using the dark as a shield, toward the other M-Block.
[To here]
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He'd been distracted. Afraid. Both of them had been in their own worlds. Gabe had managed to force down some of the room, not even able to be curious about the physiological reactions he was having to this kind of anxiety and how difficult it made it to eat. The Archangel had always known humanity endured many little discomforts--he just hadn't quite known it.
He felt okay. He also suspected it wasn't going to last.
With another deep breath Gabe gathered himself, as well as his torch and the quick list he'd scribbled of things he wanted to look for in the Arts and Crafts room. He hadn't gotten much of a chance, last night.
Then he slipped out the door.
[to here.]