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damned_institute2012-03-21 08:27 pm
complicatedliar) wrote in damned_institute2012-03-21 08:27 pm
Night 62: Medical Wing Hall
[From here]
Loki strode into the hallway, heading for toward the operating rooms. He wasn't certain what rooms the drugs Rita had spoken of might be stored in, but he was fairly certain it wasn't those. He pointed toward the two rooms. "Through here and through the operating theaters, there are supply rooms. Such items as suturing kits and other more surgical implements are there for the taking. I think those might be quite useful for what you want."
As for his own search, he would need to be methodical, and even then there were no guarantees.
Loki strode into the hallway, heading for toward the operating rooms. He wasn't certain what rooms the drugs Rita had spoken of might be stored in, but he was fairly certain it wasn't those. He pointed toward the two rooms. "Through here and through the operating theaters, there are supply rooms. Such items as suturing kits and other more surgical implements are there for the taking. I think those might be quite useful for what you want."
As for his own search, he would need to be methodical, and even then there were no guarantees.
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But it certainly sounded as though that's what they were looking for. Sutures and whatnot, and most likely strong pain medication. She wished she understood this world better, it would make things that much easier. She was used to knowing things!
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Mentally shaking his head, the Ishbalan strode quickly into the medical wing, taking a brief look around. Not a thing was out of place, save for the withered flowers and... taunting message on the white board. He doubted that was there during the day.
Numbered doors lined the walls- examination rooms of some sort? The other two were right- the more powerful medications and tools would be in the operating areas. He made his way deeper into the wing until he found a door quite clearly labeled 'O.R. Observation.'
"Right here," he called to Lust, ignoring Lingormr. Trying the handle unsuccessfully, Scar threw his weight against the door like he had last night. It was enough to snap the lock and grant him entrance to the observation room. Maybe they could find something.
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