[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/1066589.html?thread=77050973#t77050973)]
As soon as he got into the hall, Niikura began searching for any sign of Mike and his easily recognizable arm - or lack thereof. Two hasty turns down the hall later, though, he hadn't seen the man at all; he must have arrived first.
On one hand, that was good: he hated holding people up. On the other, he sure hoped Mike wasn't taking his sweet time or had been swiped for Special Counseling or something along those lines. The latter especially would just be really awkward.
He backed up against the wall at around the middle of the hall, now and then raising his flashlight to check the people walking by. C'mon, Mike...
[obviously for a mutant ninja turtle - and now eventually for Mr. Phoenix Wright!]
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As soon as he got into the hall, Niikura began searching for any sign of Mike and his easily recognizable arm - or lack thereof. Two hasty turns down the hall later, though, he hadn't seen the man at all; he must have arrived first.
On one hand, that was good: he hated holding people up. On the other, he sure hoped Mike wasn't taking his sweet time or had been swiped for Special Counseling or something along those lines. The latter especially would just be really awkward.
He backed up against the wall at around the middle of the hall, now and then raising his flashlight to check the people walking by. C'mon, Mike...
[obviously for a mutant ninja turtle - and now eventually for Mr. Phoenix Wright!]