Chief Prosecutor Lana Skye (
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damned_institute2014-03-09 11:55 am
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Night 75: Main Hallway, 1-Center
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Whatever else he'd meant by the broadcast, the Head Doctor hadn't been kidding about the patient population. Lana hadn't seen another soul on the walk from her room to the center of the main hall. She could only hope Ryuuzaki was still here.
Well, hope, and risk a solo expedition if he didn't show up within what seemed a reasonable interval.
[L]
Whatever else he'd meant by the broadcast, the Head Doctor hadn't been kidding about the patient population. Lana hadn't seen another soul on the walk from her room to the center of the main hall. She could only hope Ryuuzaki was still here.
Well, hope, and risk a solo expedition if he didn't show up within what seemed a reasonable interval.
[L]
no subject
With this, he produced a lollipop from his pocket and peered at it, then handed it to her. "Here. Root beer." He'd be given more tomorrow -- maybe, depending on what tomorrow was like. "I really don't know if we'll make it through the night, and I didn't see much point in wasting it. How many bullets do you have left?"
notif fail, sorry!
She pulled out a full 17-bullet magazine. She'd fired the Glock twice last night, and she'd started with a fresh magazine then as well. "Thirty-two. I think running out of bullets is the least of my worries."
If she had to fire that many times, whatever she was firing at wasn't going down to bullets. Or they'd been attacked in force. She tucked the magazine back away and started walking towards the sun room. "Are you running short?"
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