sixth_attack: (Distressed)
Sechs ([personal profile] sixth_attack) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2012-08-12 05:49 am (UTC)

Sechs could barely hear Niikura over the pounding in his ears. What he heard was enough to force the Replica back down onto his chair with a strained groan, his head still bowed over his desk.

No... NO...!

He was on the verge of reliving his loss those few nights ago. Flashbacks of that dark empty room completely devoid of any sign of his friend, followed by his near brush with death at the hands of the post M-U entity living inside his subconsciousness... It was enough to awaken the loathsome drug as it slowly returned from its daily dormancy, squirming and slithering up and down Sechs' spine with its freezing tendrils. It was enough to weigh down the Replica's slump even further, like a bag of ice had suddenly been laid upon his back. All he could do was grit his teeth and give his desk a single pound of his fist.

"Shit! Too many... Too many of them gone...!"

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