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Nightshift 31: 2nd Floor Extra Storage
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Leon edged past Kadaj into the newly opened room, shining his flashlight around slowly to take everything in. These were different items than what was kept in the janitor's closet, and he hoped his companion came to appreciate the fact that they'd just found another storage room. Maybe he could pick up some more metal here. He motioned to a stack of sheets with his light. "That might be stronger material for carrying your things in if you can keep it held together."
Moving further in, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye that had him panning the light back around to get a better look at. Giving a sudden cry of "Aha!" Leon rushed over to grab what appeared to be a doctor's coat. He began humming merrily to himself as he shed the coat he was wearing, put this new one on, then put the original coat back on over it. (He needed the pockets after all.)
Leon edged past Kadaj into the newly opened room, shining his flashlight around slowly to take everything in. These were different items than what was kept in the janitor's closet, and he hoped his companion came to appreciate the fact that they'd just found another storage room. Maybe he could pick up some more metal here. He motioned to a stack of sheets with his light. "That might be stronger material for carrying your things in if you can keep it held together."
Moving further in, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye that had him panning the light back around to get a better look at. Giving a sudden cry of "Aha!" Leon rushed over to grab what appeared to be a doctor's coat. He began humming merrily to himself as he shed the coat he was wearing, put this new one on, then put the original coat back on over it. (He needed the pockets after all.)
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"You seem happy," he observed, smirking at his com-pan-ion. What a sickening word. "How sweet. You do know that it's at least ten sizes too big for you, right?"
As he spoke, he sifted through some of the supplies, looking for just about anything that might catch his fancy. Burn cream... that would have been useful about a week ago, so why not now? He grabbed some of it, along with a few rolls of gauze. What else...
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