http://constellates.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] constellates.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-06-11 05:38 am (UTC)

"And you sound like a hopeless addict. At least you know where your real body is, bozo." Alkaid was annoyed. But she reminded herself that at least if she was in this body, she could use it to her advantage. Her normal body wasn't good for anything like this, and if there really were monsters or something dumb like that, this (well-endowed) frame was used to running like hell. And she was pretty sure there weren't going to be light-blue battle areas in this place, either, so no need for escape items. Hopefully.

"Shut up! We're not lost," the girl spat, letting go of her whisper. "We're observing our surroundings. And you are not using me as a tank 'cause I'm going to run like hell."

For some reason or another, Alkaid didn't really feel like letting this guy go too far ahead of her, so she quickened her pace up the stairs, still trailing slightly behind him.

Nothing at the top of the stairs, though, so she pushed through the door.

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