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Night 72: Sun Room
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Rita's luck had seen some improvement over the past few nights. After a long string of obstructions and disasters, she'd had some smooth progress. She just hoped that lucky streak was going to hold, and that nothing was going to interrupt her this time, either.
Not wanting to push her luck, she broke into a run soon after entering the room, making a beeline for the Library doors. She could trust that Taura wouldn't be far behind.
Rita's luck had seen some improvement over the past few nights. After a long string of obstructions and disasters, she'd had some smooth progress. She just hoped that lucky streak was going to hold, and that nothing was going to interrupt her this time, either.
Not wanting to push her luck, she broke into a run soon after entering the room, making a beeline for the Library doors. She could trust that Taura wouldn't be far behind.
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There was a pang of guilt as Scar thought of Alphonse, waiting in the hall for his brother alone. He shouldn't be alone. He knew that he would need to notify the boy of his brother's state either way. Once hearing, though, he would come running...
And that was even more of a disaster waiting to happen.
So Scar made the decision that he would have to, in one way or another, neutralize Edward. His arm slipped away from Lust's, fingers pausing on her forearm in a 'stay put' gesture that was more of a reflex than anyplace else. His attention had shifted to the fight. He crept closer, intending to remain low and rely on the shadows cast by furniture to avoid detection. His footsteps were silent, surprisingly light for someone of his stature.
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But Lust knew she would be of little use in this battle. She wasn't made to non-lethally neutralize, which would be required here. And Scar could handle himself. And likely help with more care than she would. It was only a contrary desire, entirely illogical and only brought on by Scar. She could ignore it, considering the circumstances.
Of all the victims to be addled and set to guard this place tonight! She stayed where she was, peering through the gloom with her jaw set tightly.
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Dammit, Ed, just go down!
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He lay stunned for a moment before he started struggling to get up. His attempts aren't going very well, as bits of concrete move under his hands instead of staying where they've fallen. "I--I refuse to lose."
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Scar dropped his sword, vaulting the chair that was his hiding place and lunging for Edward in one fluid motion. He was much less gentle with him than he had been with Korra, though he was still cautious. There wasn't any hesitation. He aimed an elbow for the back of Edward's head, hopefully hard enough to knock him out without causing further damage.
To look on the bright side, he'd done worse to the poor kid.
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He saw Scar too late, turning his head to see who or what was moving when Scar's elbow connected, making him crumple.
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And Edward would be fine in the morning - more or less. Perhaps a bit of a headache, but no worse for wear than that. The brainwashing would have faded.
She tried not to preen too much that her suggestion of sneaking into the Sun Room had been the right course of action.
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Dragging in another breath, he turned and warily shined his flashlight toward the man who'd just appeared from the dark. Brown skin, graying hair, a scar on his face- "Scar?"
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"He'll be up soon," he said as a way of urging the group forward. Nasty as Edward's collision with the wall was, at least they could make it through easily. Scar glanced to Lust, lifting his light enough to see that she was still standing by the door.
What was that about small miracles?