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damned_institute2013-05-07 01:26 am
forsworn) wrote in damned_institute2013-05-07 01:26 am
Night 70: M11-M20 Hallway
"Just because you may have found some unusual little nook or cranny somewhere..." Ah, that was clearly directed toward him, and anyone else who would be poking their nose into someplace it presumably didn't belong tonight. Kratos smiled grimly as he worked his way through all of the belts lining his old uniform. As tedious as the process was, it was comforting to go through an old, familiar routine, and it forced him to stop and take the time to think through the night's plans clearly while he buckled everything into place. Hopefully, Castiel wouldn't ask too many questions about his choice of clothing, even though he probably had good reason to ask.
He finished up his preparations by inserting the batteries he'd bought into the radio. It took a few tries to get everything to match up, but eventually, it was cheerily playing the advertised children's songs. Of course, he'd make sure to try out its other, far more useful function, but he could wait. Satisfied, Kratos turned off the radio and headed out the door.
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He finished up his preparations by inserting the batteries he'd bought into the radio. It took a few tries to get everything to match up, but eventually, it was cheerily playing the advertised children's songs. Of course, he'd make sure to try out its other, far more useful function, but he could wait. Satisfied, Kratos turned off the radio and headed out the door.
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