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damned_institute2011-08-22 12:37 am
unpriest) wrote in damned_institute2011-08-22 12:37 am
Day 58: Mission #2 [Gamzee Makara & Muroi Seishin]
[From here]
Once Seishin stepped through the door, he experienced a sensation of dizziness and disorientation. Once he regained his bearings, however, he realized he was in the middle of the street in front of a skyscraper, presumably the very building they had been told to blow up. He looked around, trying to make sense of how they had ended up here so suddenly (wherever 'here' was, for that matter). He noted that the door they had come through was nowhere to be seen.
This was-! Impossible? It was, but here they were defying common sense. What had happened? He had no idea what to make of this. None of these ideas would come anytime soon, the novelist realized. He shook his head. There would be a time to process this, but that time was not now.
The former priest realized he held things that he hadn't been holding previously. Seishin examined the sudden items, not trying to think about how they had ended up in his hands to begin with. They were maps and instructions as had been mentioned in the file, along with a... cleaver?! He held it up, blinking at it. They were to set explosives inside a building, what was he supposed to do with a cleaver? Did this mean they would need it?
It...did not quite bode well, did it?
Neither did the fact that this building was in the middle of a street. Barring the surrounding area, how high were the chances of it actually being occupied? His brow furrowed into a frown. Hopefully, they'd be able to warn whoever was inside. He dropped his arm back to his side again and turned his head to look at his companion.
"Gamzee-kun, are you al--"
Words died in his throat once the teen came into his field of vision. Emotion no longer as subtle as before, he could only stare with shock written upon his features.
Once Seishin stepped through the door, he experienced a sensation of dizziness and disorientation. Once he regained his bearings, however, he realized he was in the middle of the street in front of a skyscraper, presumably the very building they had been told to blow up. He looked around, trying to make sense of how they had ended up here so suddenly (wherever 'here' was, for that matter). He noted that the door they had come through was nowhere to be seen.
This was-! Impossible? It was, but here they were defying common sense. What had happened? He had no idea what to make of this. None of these ideas would come anytime soon, the novelist realized. He shook his head. There would be a time to process this, but that time was not now.
The former priest realized he held things that he hadn't been holding previously. Seishin examined the sudden items, not trying to think about how they had ended up in his hands to begin with. They were maps and instructions as had been mentioned in the file, along with a... cleaver?! He held it up, blinking at it. They were to set explosives inside a building, what was he supposed to do with a cleaver? Did this mean they would need it?
It...did not quite bode well, did it?
Neither did the fact that this building was in the middle of a street. Barring the surrounding area, how high were the chances of it actually being occupied? His brow furrowed into a frown. Hopefully, they'd be able to warn whoever was inside. He dropped his arm back to his side again and turned his head to look at his companion.
"Gamzee-kun, are you al--"
Words died in his throat once the teen came into his field of vision. Emotion no longer as subtle as before, he could only stare with shock written upon his features.