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It was the same area where they had fought the strange woman previously, so Wesker was cautious. So far he hadn't run into trouble in the same area twice, though he had noticed monster remains in various areas. He had yet to notice any particular pattern in the deployment of monsters, but he couldn't monitor the entire facility.

This particular area was also slightly more hazardous to fight in because of the railing and the danger of being thrown over it by a strong enough enemy. The noise of breaking down a door would attract the attention of whatever was in the area, so he wanted to make absolutely certain there were no enemies waiting in the shadows to surprise them.

Unfortunately, with Relena's light on, there was very little chance of noticing any enemy before the enemy noticed them.

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JJ expected to find the doors locked, but the first one swung open easily beneath his fingers.

Well, that was lucky.

"Here." He pushed open the door all the way and waited for Nadine to enter first.

The room was laid out like his, but the beds looked completely unused. Funny. Maybe it wasn't occupied? Which might be a good thing. Otherwise, the occupants might stumble back in on them. The last thing JJ needed was to explain that he hadn't intended to break into anyone's room and rob them or anything.

Sai staggered the last few feet to his bed and practically dumped Luffy on it. He sighed, finally free of the burden, and leaned back against the dresser. The room would be a mess, what with their blood everywhere, but that was really the least of their worries right now.

He glanced up to make sure Usopp entered okay. He was the one with their "treasure," after all.

One hand slipped into a drawer behind him, and he began pulling out a couple gray shirts from inside. They'd need something to cover the worst of their wounds. Anything that could be done to keep blood in...

"Let me see your legs," he muttered to the sniper, having remembered for certain seeing a couple leeches sucking away at them before.

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Javert stepped into the dark room, shining his flashlight at the surrounding shelves. Most of the containers here seemed to hold drugs of some variety or another, though he couldn't pronounce half the names present on the labels, much less identify them.

"Do you have any idea what these do?" he muttered to Trevelyan, still not entirely at ease with the situation. Was stealing from the institute still considered theft if the people in charge of it were insane criminals? Probably.