Nightshift 33 - M81-M90 Block

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If he didn't know better, he'd say that the intercom announcements were playing mind games tonight, more than usual.

Clark left his room apprehensive. Last night hadn't gone well; he'd probably nearly died from wounds that shouldn't have even been possible and, to make it worse, Alkaid and Badou and Claire had gotten hurt trying to help him. And what was with the intercom announcement? It sounded like Landels had gotten hacked and then there was something about the security system. Was it possible to leave? Or was it a glitch, something that could make the security system even more deadly? Clark didn't know, but he planned to find out.

Gripping his flashlight in one hand, he stepped outside.

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Phibrizzo nodded. "Very well. I expect to hear how that goes."

He looked his subordinate sternly in the eye. It might have been a good idea to give him a couple of new orders, but really, Phibrizzo's head was bothering him and he couldn't think very clearly as to what those would be. No, it would be beneficial to let Xelloss do what he had planned, so long as Hellmaster got all of the details later. So he finished, "Is there anything else you need to report?"

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"Of course, I'll let you know!" Xelloss nodded.

Phibrizzo's behavior seemed odd. He was staring as though he expected something else, or perhaps as though Xelloss ought to be expecting something else, but Xelloss really couldn't guess what it was. Xelloss waited and blinked once at the stare, until Hellmaster finally closed the discussion. "Nothing. Is there anything else you need to ask me about?" It was almost begging for extra work, but Xelloss still felt faintly confused by Phibrizzo's attitude, and he supposed he'd rather know now if something else was going on than find out later.

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"Nothing. Is there anything else you need to ask me about?"

Well, that was frustrating. The comment seemed to imply there was something he should have asked or that something was up in the Priest's mind. The former possibility annoyed Hellmaster-- Xelloss should have told him everything, as was his duty; the latter worried him-- if there was something noticeably wrong with him...

It was that damned doctor's fault, the one who had cut open his head and done...things to him! If he'd never been strapped to that table, he wouldn't be getting those weird...feelings in his head. He needed time alone to think this through, which meant he needed to send Xelloss away without suspicions.

"No," He responded firmly. "I will leave you to your plans."

[enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com]

Xelloss continued to look back at Phibrizzo for another moment, eyes open in confusion. There was something off. Even with Phibrizzo's firm tone of voice, the usual style, it just...

Or perhaps he'd been here too long, and both of them were not exactly feeling their usual. Another polite bow, and no further questions. "Thank you, Lord Hellmaster, I look forward to informing you of the results."

Then a hasty retreat. He hoped he wouldn't be too late and that the man would show up--he was curious.

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