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damned_institute2011-11-13 08:39 pm
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Night 59: East of the Institute
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They turned towards the south, turning with the corner of the Institute and moving down towards the ruined town. Remembering the hunting knife in his pocket, Lunge swiftly took it into his hand and held it tight for protection's sake.
"I simply told him that I'd met Marc and gave him my assessment of his character," he added swiftly, glancing sideways at L. "Your name wasn't mentioned, and neither was the location of our meeting." He hadn't been that careless; if he was going to give anything away he wouldn't have let it implicate anyone but himself. Ultimately he'd stayed rather more tight-lipped than anticipated, but the principle had nonetheless guided much of his answer to that question.
Not that his silence on the details had much impeded his own ability to ask questions- it had been patently clear from the beginning that no amount of talking would have earned him an equally thorough answer of his own on the matter of Lydia. "He allowed me to ask my own questions, and so I asked about Lydia," he explained. "'Wouldn't' is the more accurate. I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to answer that question is what he said." A pause. "I think it's obvious that they know who she is. It would be interesting to know whether that means that they have her or that she's missing." Not only interesting, but potentially what the meaning of tonight's changes hinged upon.
They turned towards the south, turning with the corner of the Institute and moving down towards the ruined town. Remembering the hunting knife in his pocket, Lunge swiftly took it into his hand and held it tight for protection's sake.
"I simply told him that I'd met Marc and gave him my assessment of his character," he added swiftly, glancing sideways at L. "Your name wasn't mentioned, and neither was the location of our meeting." He hadn't been that careless; if he was going to give anything away he wouldn't have let it implicate anyone but himself. Ultimately he'd stayed rather more tight-lipped than anticipated, but the principle had nonetheless guided much of his answer to that question.
Not that his silence on the details had much impeded his own ability to ask questions- it had been patently clear from the beginning that no amount of talking would have earned him an equally thorough answer of his own on the matter of Lydia. "He allowed me to ask my own questions, and so I asked about Lydia," he explained. "'Wouldn't' is the more accurate. I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to answer that question is what he said." A pause. "I think it's obvious that they know who she is. It would be interesting to know whether that means that they have her or that she's missing." Not only interesting, but potentially what the meaning of tonight's changes hinged upon.