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monkeyboy ([personal profile] monkeyboy) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2013-07-06 09:54 pm

Night 71: Sun Room

[From here]

Now this place, he remembered intimately for a number of reasons. Goku couldn't feasibly count the number of times Taura, Birdy, and he had come through here to get to the basement. Most of the time they had been stopped by someone or something lurking in here. The memory started his heart pumping with excitement. It had been a long time since he had a proper fight!

The one with Birdy didn't count. Goku thought back further and stopped on the time he had attacked Kibitoshin in this exact room. He tried, but he couldn't remember why he had wanted to defeat the man... Either way, it had been a great fight. It was also the night he had truly met Taura and everything she was capable of. Yeah, those were all fond memories!

Welp. Goku flicked his gaze back and forth within the spacious room, but nothing seemed willing to assault him. That was a real drag!

"Ah well..." Technically, he had a job to complete. Reluctantly, he peeled his feet off the carpet and moved to the doors that lead into the main hallways. He could there'd be a lot of people out there to throw these bricks at.

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ninelivesonce: (spaceship)

[personal profile] ninelivesonce 2013-07-20 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[from here]

The Sun Room looked like someone had given plasma arcs to a team of new recruits. Scorch marks were everywhere, although nothing was on fire, and she didn't smell burnt flesh and hair. Or at least not enough to start looking for where the bodies had been stashed.

"Move," she hissed, and ran for the door to the library. It had been a long time since they'd last been caught in an ambush here, but their luck might have just run out.
overlimit: (I am so gonna make you hurt.)

[personal profile] overlimit 2013-07-20 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Rita didn't need to be told twice. She took off in a dash, running straight for the Library door.

It was a surprise that Goku was actually able to put some sort of responsibility before his seemingly random whims. Maybe he wasn't a complete idiot. Just 99% idiot. Rita wasn't sure what to say to their plans to meet tomorrow night. She supposed she could tolerate that brat again, if it meant learning more about 'Farwell' and whoever sent him on a delivery mission.

But, well, she'd worry about tomorrow when it was tomorrow. Now, she had to focus.

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