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Zero ([personal profile] dividedby) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2013-05-07 03:46 pm

Night 70: West Wing, North Hall 1-A

[From here.]

... Though it was a nice feeling, really. Walking through here with a flashlight again.

It had only taken a single night for Zero to detest how dependent he was on a simple light source. As a Reploid, darkness wasn't that big of a deal; his systems were good at adapting to his surroundings, including the absence or presence of light. But with this terrible human vision, he couldn't hope to navigate this place even half as decently without a bright flashlight to guide him. Then again, it was only one of the many, many complaints he had about being in a human body...

How did Ciel, Neige, and those other humans do it, honestly? Living like this was so...

...inconvenient.

[To here.]

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[personal profile] firewhichrefines 2013-05-13 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
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It was impossible to match the mishmash of footsteps that Sasuke had grown accustomed to hearing with the scattered variety of patients still in the hallways, but it was tempting to try: the certainty of fewer numbers was all he had, really. Almost all of the voices and paces Sasuke had been familiar with had vanished, and those who returned were different.

He had not expected to feel the absence of the Konoha-nin, but it was undeniable that extra eyes had been useful. Even Sai -- perhaps especially Sai, with his coolly practical efficiency.

Then again: so much for that practicality when he threw himself in the way of a blade. Funny how the effect of Team 7 seemed to lend itself that way.
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[personal profile] firewhichrefines 2013-05-13 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
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