Hallway Outside Sun Room

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The feeling was strong.  There was something out there.  And as he neared the Sun Room, it was even stronger.  It felt like an Akuma, but he couldn't be sure, not in this place.  As much as he didn't want to wait around here, he had to meet Emily.  He couldn't help thinking that they should have picked a safer place.  He'd never been very good at planning things though.  He just had to take things as they came, one at a time. 

He leaned against the wall with a sigh and settled in to wait, moving his flashlight up and down the hall just to be sure nothing was coming after him.

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[a-spider-can.livejournal.com]

There was no reason for him to get snappy like that, though the amount of pain Eddie was in was probably putting him in an even crabbier mood than usual. That, and the fact that someone had come to his rescue - even if he hadn't asked for it.

Peter just couldn't ignore things like that. It might have been lending a hand to an enemy, but he would feel a lot worse in the morning compared to if he had just let Brock bleed all over the place.

So what did he do now? The hero crossed his arms over his chest as he considered. If he decided to come along, he might be overstaying his welcome, but he could always pass it off as wanting to keep an eye on the blond - or for his own gain, since knowing the location of the pharmacy would be quite the help.

That, and Eddie hadn't mentioned that he couldn't come along. It was best to not even make a question out of it. He let his arms fall to his sides and glanced at the other man. "All right, let's go. Which way?"

[blacksustenance.livejournal.com]

So Parker really was capable of catching on. While it'd no doubt be that much harder to concentrate with their Spider so tantalizingly close, at least they weren't sending him any closer toward Kasady. While he couldn't tell if the other symbiote wanted Parker the exact same way they did, the fact he was at all interested in him was enough to make up their mind for them. The problem was failure - failing once didn't sit well with the symbiote, and the fact he'd gotten his ass kicked by some redneck from Hicksville certainly didn't make Brock feel any better. They'd have to figure out another way to take on the younger symbiote another time, another day, when they were better rested.

"I guess that way," Brock said, pointing down the hall. He remembered that was toward where the doctor offices were - a nice, safe direction, away from Kasady, even though they had a floor between them.

[Don't have time to post up a link change though, I'll have to try to get it in tomorrow]

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[Brock walked over here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/198142.html?thread=13558782#t13558782)]