ext_201930 ([identity profile] byname-bynature.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-02-16 08:33 am (UTC)

Re: M47

Artemis looked back at his roommate when Haku had removed his hand, almost as though he hadn't expected it to leave anytime soon.

"I know... the first day I was here, I was told I would be completing a map of the second floor. Suddenly, I found myself in a bathroom gathering pipes and spraying a swarm of winged lizards with a shower head. I was extremely displeased after that little escapade," He gave a hollow laugh. "I was virtually useless in that situation, as I have no physical strength to speak of, and no fighting prowess at all. I carried a flashlight, for Freud's sake!"

He glowered at the ceiling. Somehow, it was all the ceiling's fault. Entirely. He hated that ceiling. He hated waking up to it every morning, because it meant that he was both injured and that he would be injured again that coming night.

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