Night 73: F11-20 Hallway

[rebonding]

[F15]

"You ready to get out of here?" Dinner had passed quickly as it always did, and Korra was rearing to get out for the night. Sitting around in the day was frustrating and left her jumpy by the time the madman on the intercom gave his nightly 'speech.'

She only hoped that he didn't mean anything crazy by 'obstacle course'.

Korra held her flashlight and stood by the door, faintly bouncing on the balls of her feet.

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[thecamellia]

Finally night again. Her focus on the task at hand kept her from paying much attention to the Head Doctor’s mocking words, which was perhaps for the best. Letting his tone get to them would only pose as a distraction.

In the silence after his final announcement, Tsubaki turned to Korra in the dark and nodded. She’d already changed and slotted away all of her weapons; with that and the rebels’ note committed to memory, there was nothing left holding them to the room. She was as ready as she’d ever get.

"Yes, let's get going!"

[rebonding]

Korra nodded, pushing open the door and starting down the hallway at a jog. No time to waste, now, and she knew that Tsubaki could keep up. Not only was she a good friend, she was a valuable partner in a fight.

The Avatar could appreciate that.

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[fourstonewalls]

There was a small bundle of papers on top of her gun when she went to collect it -- a map, and a note that one Suzuki Yūdai had wanted her to have them. Someone who'd left, then -- someone who'd cared enough to send her some of his notes. She'd have to make some discreet inquiries in the morning. For now, however, all she could do is use them as she saw fit.

She tucked them into her pocket along with the gun, and picked up her flashlight and radio.

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