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damned_institute2013-12-24 12:39 am
forsworn) wrote in damned_institute2013-12-24 12:39 am
Night 74: West Wing, Hall 3-A
[from here]
By some miracle, the very door they had been seeking was immediately to their left. Kratos found himself double-checking the wording on the sign posted next to the door to confirm that yes, this really was the Records Archive. After so many nights spent wandering through rooms and physically straining himself in ways that were incredibly healthy, it was just a little anti-climatic to turn the corner and find exactly what they were looking for.
"Finally," he breathed. He tested the lock out of formality; as he'd expected, it held fast. Above the door handle, though, was a little black slot - a card reader exactly like the one that had graced the door to the third floor and many others in Welgaia. Castiel seemed to be in charge of the keycards, so Kratos stepped aside to allow the angel to unlock the door.
By some miracle, the very door they had been seeking was immediately to their left. Kratos found himself double-checking the wording on the sign posted next to the door to confirm that yes, this really was the Records Archive. After so many nights spent wandering through rooms and physically straining himself in ways that were incredibly healthy, it was just a little anti-climatic to turn the corner and find exactly what they were looking for.
"Finally," he breathed. He tested the lock out of formality; as he'd expected, it held fast. Above the door handle, though, was a little black slot - a card reader exactly like the one that had graced the door to the third floor and many others in Welgaia. Castiel seemed to be in charge of the keycards, so Kratos stepped aside to allow the angel to unlock the door.
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He wasn't one to question good fortune, though, and considering how much they'd already been through, he'd say they deserved it. He wasn't sure why he'd been given the job of operating the keys when he was just as deficient with technology as Kratos, but he chose not to question it.
Castiel might not be as outwardly excitable as Lloyd, but that didn't mean he wasn't tense as he stepped up to the door and slid the key card inside. This was it, the moment they'd been anticipating. Inside this door was apparently their key to get home.
He didn't delay, and didn't bother answering Lloyd's questions when they were about to see for themselves. As soon as the door beeped and unlocked, Castiel led them inside.
[To here.]