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NIGHT 64: MEDICAL WING HALL
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Looking around, Scar wasn't quite sure what to expect upon this returning visit to the medical wing. It was silent, for now. Scar shined his light around each corner as he moved silently through the room, ready for something to jump out at him at any moment. He wasn't sure of what to expect, but he held his scalpel at the ready with his free hand. It was feeble protection at best, but Scar was a sitting duck without his alchemic arm.
He still wasn't sure if he would actually want it back, though.
Looking around, Scar wasn't quite sure what to expect upon this returning visit to the medical wing. It was silent, for now. Scar shined his light around each corner as he moved silently through the room, ready for something to jump out at him at any moment. He wasn't sure of what to expect, but he held his scalpel at the ready with his free hand. It was feeble protection at best, but Scar was a sitting duck without his alchemic arm.
He still wasn't sure if he would actually want it back, though.
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And surely, someone as intelligent as she wouldn't insist on trying to batter through to a place where she didn't belong.
Still, he was cautious. He sent an illusion to greet her, creeping around to the side, invisible. He didn't care for hurting women to begin with, and he really would prefer to not mar someone he found that lovely. But business was, unfortunately, business.
The illusion of Loki stepped into the beam of Lust's flashlight, lips curling in a smile. "Ah, my lady Lust," he said. "Good of you to visit. Unfortunately, this isn't really a suitable place for you, and I'm afraid I'm not in a position where I can attend you properly. Please turn back."
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He followed after the woman, just like he'd done for most of the night so far, and sighed again. He had to keep his wits about him, for both their sakes.
He gulped and tensed when he entered the Med Wing and saw the blood that was smeared on the floor. As he walked around the mess, he warily glanced around, on the lookout for whatever (or whoever) might have caused it. If it seemed like something was about to pounce out of the darkness at them, he'd give the lady a shout.
...She was being pretty reckless. Did she have to walk ahead like that? How did she think all this blood got here!? Something could be getting ready to attack her at any moment!
Just then, something did appear next to her, causing Gumshoe to yelp in surprise. Still too shocked to be relieved that it wasn't a monster, he hurried forward to the woman's side and listened to what the guy was saying, thinking the safest way to go about this was to be suspicious of him from the get-go. So, these two knew each other? Why was he asking her to--
Now he was glaring. "She can go wherever she wants, pal!"