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damned_institute2011-06-09 06:13 pm
witchoftruth) wrote in damned_institute2011-06-09 06:13 pm
Night 56: Weapons Range
[ from here ]
The thing that this boy should have warned them about this room were the lights. Erika was almost blinded the moment she followed Sync and the other through the doors, grimacing and immediately shielding her eyes from the powerful skylights shining down on them. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the detective knew that this sort of trick was a deliberate move by Landel to disorient and confuse anyone trying to get in. Perfect if you were trying to slice them open with bullets. Erika certainly didn't forget about that, immediately shuffling to the side with her back against the wall to avoid any turrets that were positioned right at the entrance.
That move wasn't necessary, she realized, as her eyes adjusted and she could make out... absolutely nothing before them, an empty stretch of air. That was unexpected, but then again, despite how this scene was completely different from what the other boy described, Erika wasn't too startled. It seemed about right that Landel-san or whomever was running this place now would change up the challenge exactly to prevent them from having too much of an advantage, but it still seemed... extremely lacking, compared to what she heard. Was there something else in store for them? The detective took no chances, sweeping her eyes around the room and trying to find any hidden traps or enemies waiting. That was her job, after all. But the room, while large, was also cold and lifeless, a giant rectangle of metal. There was simply nowhere else to hide anything.
Erika didn't feel the need to share her observations, instead staying in place and observing the rest of the soon-to-be battlefield. This was the other boy's test, after all, so she had no desire to interfere in what was supposed to be his moment of glory. She wouldn't be so cruel as to take that golden opportunity away from him, after all.
"Good luck, you two." And weren't they going to need it.
The thing that this boy should have warned them about this room were the lights. Erika was almost blinded the moment she followed Sync and the other through the doors, grimacing and immediately shielding her eyes from the powerful skylights shining down on them. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the detective knew that this sort of trick was a deliberate move by Landel to disorient and confuse anyone trying to get in. Perfect if you were trying to slice them open with bullets. Erika certainly didn't forget about that, immediately shuffling to the side with her back against the wall to avoid any turrets that were positioned right at the entrance.
That move wasn't necessary, she realized, as her eyes adjusted and she could make out... absolutely nothing before them, an empty stretch of air. That was unexpected, but then again, despite how this scene was completely different from what the other boy described, Erika wasn't too startled. It seemed about right that Landel-san or whomever was running this place now would change up the challenge exactly to prevent them from having too much of an advantage, but it still seemed... extremely lacking, compared to what she heard. Was there something else in store for them? The detective took no chances, sweeping her eyes around the room and trying to find any hidden traps or enemies waiting. That was her job, after all. But the room, while large, was also cold and lifeless, a giant rectangle of metal. There was simply nowhere else to hide anything.
Erika didn't feel the need to share her observations, instead staying in place and observing the rest of the soon-to-be battlefield. This was the other boy's test, after all, so she had no desire to interfere in what was supposed to be his moment of glory. She wouldn't be so cruel as to take that golden opportunity away from him, after all.
"Good luck, you two." And weren't they going to need it.