damned_institute | Nightshift 30: F1-F10 Hallway.

[ inside f7]

“What?” Kairi had been in the middle of getting off of the bed when she heard the announcement the head doctor made, surprise overtaking her face. Hadn’t the man on the radio been well known? Hadn’t he helped all kinds of people?

Her look of shock slowly turned into a sad frown as she moved across the room, not saying a word other than the “what?” she had muttered before. This place was so horrible –

Moving to her dresser, Kairi pulled open the doors in hope of perhaps finding another flashlight. What she found instead was something much better (in her opinion, anyway) and much more useful!

“Oh!” she exclaimed happily as she pulled the pink dress out of the wardrobe, a grin crossing her lips. It had been such a long time since she had seen the pink dress she usually wore, and to see it now just randomly sitting inside the large wardrobe was a pleasant surprise! Before she could really even think, she slowly began to change into the outfit, pausing once she was done to look down.

She looked like herself again! (Minus the bandages, anyway)

Pumping her fists, Kairi did a quick hair flip and let out a happy giggle.

Now all there was to do was wait for Axel.

After a few moments of waiting, Kairi decided that perhaps it would be better to wait in the hall. After all, nothing would happen ... and if something suspicious came, she'd just run back into the room.

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"I suppose it does... And Landel doesn't seem like the type that's able to control his emotions very well, so I doubt he would have been able to bluff if he had been bested in his showdown," Fox had remained silent until the last notes had faded away, sitting back down once he had spoken.

"But it looks like we just lost all our outside help."

"No, and it isn't like he'd be able to keep up the act." The radio guy would just refute him. But other than the playing of the funereal song, there had been nothing.

"How much help was he, really?" Lyta asked. She'd never gone after any of his clues, other than once... "Last time I took his advice, one of our party got killed."

"I met him last night... he seemed like a good guy, he certainly knew a lot more about this place than any of us, he even took out the intercom," And he probably could have done a lot more than that if he had lived.

"He could have been doing more that we didn't even know about," Fox never liked being in a position where he didn't know what was really going on. It never ended well.

"Maybe." Lyta didn't know. Maybe he'd been helpful, maybe he hadn't. She didn't know, and his death - while regrettable as death was - didn't effect her personally. It wouldn't change anything for her.

Once again Fox was cut off by a radio announcement, quite surprised to find that the man on the radio had been replaced by a girl on the radio.

So Jack hadn't been working alone? That was interesting, and it changed his view of the situation slightly.

It had seemed like more of a personal vendetta, and while that might have been an aspect of it the fact that Jack hadn't been alone escalated the situation just a bit.

One person against an organization was one thing, but once that person started recruiting it could become an entirely different situation.

"I'm beginning to think that two-way radios would be a good investment," Fox commented finally.

"You know how to make them, right?" Lyta asked, turning and picking up her own radio. She didn't know what to think of this girl on the radio, or how much help she'd be, but she figured it still didn't matter much to her either way. She was just going to keep on doing what she'd been doing.

"These are really old technology for me," she went on, turning the piece of equipment over in her hands. "And I can't even feel it with my mind." Otherwise she could have just told it to be a two-way radio.

"There's not much of a difference between a two-way and one-way radio, but this technology is a bit dated for me too," Fox did have a tool kit, but he had been planning on letting Otacon make the two-way radios.

"It shouldn't be too hard to figure out, but I think I know someone who could do this for certain," Even though he was confident he could eventually make a two way radio, he would rather go with someone who actually knew.

"Well, let's break one of these things open and see what we can figure out," Lyta suggested. She didn't feel like waiting around for someone Fox thought could do it.

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