http://psych-it.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] psych-it.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-07-09 09:12 pm

Nightshift 33: M21-M30 Hallway

[from dinner post]

... the doctor sounded tired. Shawn wasn't sure if he preferred that voice or the more youthful one in the second announcement but either way, he figured, this guy's still fucking nuts.

Talk about Sci-Fi gone wrong. Gus would've loved this, even if Shawn knew the other wouldn't have been able to stop shaking in his slippers long enough to go into full dweeb mode. Shawn committed both announcements to memory-- just because authenticity sounded verified, it didn't mean he could trust anything that was being said especially when it involved so-called advanced technology, a "shield", and some kind of super hacker. Hackers, honestly. If the act didn't involve Angelina Jolie in any way Shawn just wasn't interested.

He held pushed at the prematurely opened door, looking out into the dark hallway warily. Pulling back in, he cast an almost-cautious grin at Peter. "After you...?"

Like he was going to go out there first. Yeah. Right.

[identity profile] grosse-sklaven.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm starting to get a feel for when the nights are going to end. I'd like to see if I could bring the metal with me and make the items at the end of the night instead of at the beginning. Unless I'm incapacitated, which hasn't happened in a long time, I should be fine... and that way I could get things done as well."

"Although," he added with a quiet laugh, "if we keep gawking here we won't get anything done. I'm afraid I'll have to follow you; lead the way, Edward."

[identity profile] lost-metal.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ed nodded in response, thinking that idea over and realising how helpful it could be. "Yeah. Would be nice not to be exhausted before the night's even started," Ed agreed. That was the major problem with alchemy at the start. A weapon was made but it left them both useless after doing it for a while.

Ed flushed slightly in embarrassment, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. "Yeah. You're right," he said, putting off the inevitable question of exactly where they should go. He set off along the corridor anyway, heading out into the main area. He doubted that Envy would be in his room still so late in the night.


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