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damned_institute2013-06-03 03:35 pm
impudentsongbird) wrote in damned_institute2013-06-03 03:35 pm
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Night 70: Cafeteria
[from here.]
Gabe came through the swinging doors into the expanse of the cafeteria, with its rows and rows of tables, and stopped short. Somehow, the way the room was laid out was even gloomier and more terrifying than the hallways in the darkness. There were a dozen places for monsters to hide, to leap out at them.
The kitchens were opposite, behind a long, long counter. Gabe swallowed hard and gripped the metal pipe. "If the cafeteria is likely to be empty and the kitchens guarded, you should go first. You'd be more effective in a fight."
He was frightened, but it was true. If they were attacked from behind he could handle things, but the threat was at the front of them. Skulduggery was better served to handle that, with Gabe behind him if he needed help controlling his necromancy.
Gabe came through the swinging doors into the expanse of the cafeteria, with its rows and rows of tables, and stopped short. Somehow, the way the room was laid out was even gloomier and more terrifying than the hallways in the darkness. There were a dozen places for monsters to hide, to leap out at them.
The kitchens were opposite, behind a long, long counter. Gabe swallowed hard and gripped the metal pipe. "If the cafeteria is likely to be empty and the kitchens guarded, you should go first. You'd be more effective in a fight."
He was frightened, but it was true. If they were attacked from behind he could handle things, but the threat was at the front of them. Skulduggery was better served to handle that, with Gabe behind him if he needed help controlling his necromancy.
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He laughed, or puffed pheromones equivalent to a mothly laugh, and spiraled in toward the light. As soon as he was near enough he could sense the broadness of the wall and floor on his sides. Only one of them had a crack in it.
Without needing any help at all, Gabe overrode the moth's instincts to depart from the flame and fluttered down to the floor, scuttling underneath under his own power.
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