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Entry tags:
- aidou,
- angel,
- asch,
- farfarello,
- mason,
- miku,
- peter parker,
- qui-gon jinn,
- sanzo,
- wesker
Day 30: Patient Library (Fourth Shift)
While he waited for his bulletin board correspondant, Farfarello perused the library's offerings once more. There was no sign of any of the books he'd requested in the suggestion box but he wasn't very suprised that this was the case--even if, by some chance, the Head Doctor actually intended to grant any of the reasonable requests it still would probably take more than a day for anything to happen. The wheels turned slowly, in institutions, and there was no reason for a fake institution to be any speedier than a real one.
For lack of anything better, Farfarello pulled down the Histories volume of The Complete Works of William Shakespeare. A little Richard III would keep him diverted for a short while, anyway.
For lack of anything better, Farfarello pulled down the Histories volume of The Complete Works of William Shakespeare. A little Richard III would keep him diverted for a short while, anyway.
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They allowed him free choice of rooms and he quickly made for the library. He wanted to look for any important titles he'd missed. Oddly enough, he noticed that the books he'd stolen a couple nights passed had been replaced. Did they keep extras around?
He nearly bumped into Gin as he edged around one particular row, and was about to offer an "excuse me" when something about the man's features threw him off. Silver hair, tall,...smiling? Wasn't he supposed to...
"Oh, hello!" He said instead. "Sorry if I'm wrong, but were you the one asking about having your radio looked at?"
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He scratched his head. He didn't have his radio with him for exactly that reason. "Well, I got a confession t'make," he said with what appeared to be sincerity. "It ain't exactly broken. But I got some modifications to it that I didn' wanna bring up on th' boards."
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He held out his hand with a cheerful smile. "Do you have it with you, or is this something that will have to wait until night? If that's the case then a simple description will do for now."
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"Ichimaru Gin," he replied. The boy was confident enough about his abilities, so perhaps he'd have some ideas. "A description f'now," he said, opening his hands to reveal that they contained nothing. "I wonder," he started, "what kinda things I might need t'broadcast to the other radios. That possible?"
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He shrugged. "The problem would be rigging one device strong enough to send out a signal to the others. And they'd have to have theirs on and tuned to the right place. I don't know how the man on the radio works them so they switch on automatically, but that would be beyond difficult."
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"Ara..." he sighed, though he kept his smile on. "Sounds complicated. Y'up to th' task? If y'let me know what kinda things y'need, I'll see that y'get 'em."
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"I've got a few tools. They might do the job. Having some extra thin electrical wire might help. Maybe parts of radios that others aren't using or are willing to sacrifice. I won't know too much about what else I'll need until I actually start tinkering with it."