redcladidealist: (Orly)
redcladidealist ([personal profile] redcladidealist) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2013-12-20 11:35 am
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Night 74: West Wing, South Hall 3-B

[From here.]

"I know, I know," Lloyd grumbled. Sheesh, couldn't he just be glad that they might not have to face those traps ever again? Although, it was weird how the door had changed like that, but he wasn't going to bother questioning it. If it worked and brought them closer to their goal, that was good enough for him.

The hall beyond was a lot like the other halls in the institute, dark and foreboding, an air of disrepair making everything seem a little more grim. The only thing that looked shiny and new was the lock on the door to the right of where they stood. In sharp contrast, a door on the left had a lock that looked rusted and weak. Lloyd thought they could probably break through if they wanted. The hall continued on until the dark swallowed everything beyond the edge of their light.

Left through the door, or right...? Lloyd frowned. Which way did they want to go? The door was right there, but what if the door they were looking for was just down the hall? "I think we should look around before we go through any more doors," he said. "We can always come back if there's nothing."
his_legacy: (eyes of a wolf)

[personal profile] his_legacy 2014-01-18 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[From here]

It was like stepping out into the hall for the first time in the evening. Doors lined the long hallway, and there was nothing particularly special that made this hall stand out from any other in the Institute.

"It seems clear..."
lighthearted: gesture, smile, down (ponder)

[personal profile] lighthearted 2014-01-18 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Sora took a look around, but Link was right. Things were calm out here, and it was just as Lloyd had described. They just had to take a few turns and they'd be at the archive.

"Let's keep going. Lloyd told me where we're headed."

He was about to get on the move, but that was when Lloyd responded over the radio, this time ready with the coordinates for Link's world. Once again, Sora brought the radio close to Link so that he could copy all the numbers down. He thanked Lloyd and then tucked his radio back in his pants pocket.

"C'mon." He continued down the hall and made a left.

[To here.]