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NIGHT 65: M-A BLOCK HALLWAY
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Link rounded the corner without slowing down to even look over his shoulder. He wanted to get to the medical wing first and get out of there before there was any potential chaos. It was a good thing Sora had shown him the way last night.
The Hylian rounded the corner into the larger hallways.
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Link rounded the corner without slowing down to even look over his shoulder. He wanted to get to the medical wing first and get out of there before there was any potential chaos. It was a good thing Sora had shown him the way last night.
The Hylian rounded the corner into the larger hallways.
[To here]
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Torch in one hand and sword in the other, the young king moved slowly through the corridors. It was a testament to his lack of caring that for the first time since waking up here, he hadn't changed into his military uniform before venturing out. He was too sick and fretful to bother changing. Let him wander about in what amounted to underthings, he was beyond caring at this point.
No, that wasn't entirely true. He felt a blossom of something painful and anticipatory when his light fell on Edgar, in the halls already.
"Edgar?" he called, softly. His voice was weak and roughened by the illness.
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There was little time for idle chatter, but he made it anyway, giving the man a moment's rest- he looked like he needed it already. "Perhaps you should stay in your room tonight." It wasn't a suggestion he made lightly; he'd ventured out sick as a dog himself once or twice, simply because there was no progress to be made from hiding in his room; however, given the infection and what might happen based on the warnings they were being handed, it seemed like a valid suggestion. While he couldn't be sure if the warnings held any truth, he'd learned it was safest to err on the side of caution and assume there would be people changing.
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Tolten's voice was harsh but firm.
"I don't now what's going to happen to me. Or..." He swallowed hard, not able to even give breath to the rest of the thought.
"But if anything happens to me...take my sword. Rip it out of my hands if you have to, just take it if....something begins to happen to me. Now come. We need to find Locke."
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