http://damned-intercom.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2011-05-24 12:43 am

Day 56: Intercom, Late Evening

Despite the rough start and the heavier snowfall, the buses managed to stay on route and on schedule. With minutes to spare, they arrived at the gates of Landel's Institute, back to the waiting arms of the military. All pretenses seemed to drop at this point, and the soldiers again took on their patented gruff exteriors. Patients were filed out of the buses in an orderly manner, eventually being escorted to their rooms for dinner in much the same. There, as promised by the personnel, well-behaved patients found their purchases among their returned possessions. A few even found new faces, though whether they brought as much joy as bought goods remained unseen.

The woman manning the intercom seemed to have missed the notice about the day's trip as her announcement remained no different from the usual. "Attention all subjects and personnel," she said. "Lights Out will commence within the hour."

A pause.

"I repeat, Lights Out will commence within the hour. All personnel: please report to your stations. The General will begin his address once preparations are underway. Thank you."

The intercom clicked off.

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dualistic: (the d.a. is dressed to the nines.)

[personal profile] dualistic 2011-05-26 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
In the end, Harvey ended up on his back, seeing how it was mainly his side that was sore and that way he could also rest his injured hand on his torso. Staring up at the ceiling, he continued to listen to Lunge's words, fully aware and yet physically fatigued after heading into town while bruised and burnt. "Yeah, I'll let you know," he responded. He didn't think it was going to be anything good in the end, but he wasn't cruel enough to keep the information to himself and then force Lunge to have to go through the same torture session.

Though from what Harvey knew of his roommate, chances were he would look into it even if he knew that there was life-threatening danger involved. The man seemed like the sort who paid attention to detail, and in this place that could get you killed. Granted, he was more or less the same way. Despite that, he took some satisfaction out of the fact that he'd made it through the basement faster than Lunge had. It was petty and pointless, which was why he kept the thought to himself.

"Yeah, we've got the sword and shield. I'm pretty sure Jones has them both." After himself, Jones was the one Harvey trusted most to keep those safe, so he was fine with that. He was curious about whether or not the man would be going to the meet-up tonight, but he'd find out soon enough. "And what did you have planned tonight?" Seeing how Lunge seemed to have put the basement aside for the moment, Harvey was curious to know what he had been up to.