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damned_institute2007-07-16 12:15 am
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Nightshift 25: 2nd floor hallway near staff research/medical reference library
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If a being that lacked his heart could somehow have a heart attack, Xemnas would certainly have one as soon as the radio broke the deafening silence. As the man blurted his message, the Nobody found himself torn between listening to said message or trying to silence it. It would seem he had no choice in the matter, even despite the possible foes the noise would certainly attract. If it was possible for Xemnas to do so, he would certainly regret bringing the item along this little trip.
Naturally a curious man, the message was merely fuel to the fire. Where the Dead rested..., certainly some of the patients must have perished during their stay, leaving a mere corpse behind. There was no graveyard to speak of, yet those bodies needed to be stored somewhere...
Even so, the Superior had no idea where he could find such a place, as he still hadn't fully mapped the institute. Added to the fact he still had no decent weapon...it seemed incredibly unwise to pursue the supposed clue unless he would have some means to defend himself. There was also the possibility it was a trap. How much could this man of the radio be trusted, after all? What could be said of him?
He continued ascending the stairs, eventually reaching the very spot he had been a few nights ago. He had gone straight ahead back then, now there were both the options of left and right. After a moment's pause, he finally chose to head left.
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If a being that lacked his heart could somehow have a heart attack, Xemnas would certainly have one as soon as the radio broke the deafening silence. As the man blurted his message, the Nobody found himself torn between listening to said message or trying to silence it. It would seem he had no choice in the matter, even despite the possible foes the noise would certainly attract. If it was possible for Xemnas to do so, he would certainly regret bringing the item along this little trip.
Naturally a curious man, the message was merely fuel to the fire. Where the Dead rested..., certainly some of the patients must have perished during their stay, leaving a mere corpse behind. There was no graveyard to speak of, yet those bodies needed to be stored somewhere...
Even so, the Superior had no idea where he could find such a place, as he still hadn't fully mapped the institute. Added to the fact he still had no decent weapon...it seemed incredibly unwise to pursue the supposed clue unless he would have some means to defend himself. There was also the possibility it was a trap. How much could this man of the radio be trusted, after all? What could be said of him?
He continued ascending the stairs, eventually reaching the very spot he had been a few nights ago. He had gone straight ahead back then, now there were both the options of left and right. After a moment's pause, he finally chose to head left.
[To here]
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What a world it was when someone figured Yazoo was safer than everyone else.
"The only dragons I know of are in Gringott's although they said there was some at the Triwizard Tourney that almost ate Harry Potter. Probably would have given it a terrible stomacheache if it had."
Shrugging, Bast scratched his temple with the tip of his glowing wand again. The firefly light didn't waver in the least, probably why he had been allowed to keep it. Flashlights were beyond his scope to grasp or make work, not to mention that they would have upset him quite a bit. Most Muggle things did.
"I hope you find them. Lots of people are missing though. The Dark Lord isn't here. Bellatrix, Rodolphus, Lucius, and all the others are missing too except for Severus. At least the blood traitors and Muggle-lovers didn't make it here. Maybe they'll show up eventually?"
Bast tried to sound hopeful. He honestly didn't care about anyone else except for Rodolphus though. After all, they were the only 'real' people, right?