http://always-a-victim.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] always-a-victim.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2007-10-13 01:31 am (UTC)

Kain took a step forward, his hands lifting, before he was even aware that he was moving. Seeing Aidou like this was a blow, not just because he was obviously hurting, but because, as a team, Aidou was the one who made the decisions. He was the one who led, and to see him this uncertain, this shaken --

His hands clenched tighter, the physical pain enough to keep his thoughts from spiraling, but still, he couldn't help but hurt. There had been a little portion of him that hadn't believed Aidou was here, because how could he not have felt him around? Had the humans really orchestrated their movements so well that they just hadn't been in the same room at the same time?

It was yet another troubling thought to add to the pile that was rapidly growing.

"There's -- the room -- " His eyes dropped to the floor, focused on it until he could think again. "Someone's broken into the room behind me. Unless there's a better place that you know about."

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