http://son-ofkrypton.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] son-ofkrypton.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-07-09 09:28 am

Nightshift 33 - M81-M90 Block

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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[identity profile] spirit-forge.livejournal.com 2008-07-16 02:22 am (UTC)(link)


It felt like days since he'd last been here. Before meeting with his team, he wanted to drop off some extra weight, emptying everything out, save for his weapons. His bow was worn around the upper half of his body, keeping his hands free. In the end, he was left with his flashlight, sword, two arrows, and a bow. Everything seemed in place. Now, he was ready to meet with his team. Hopefully they wouldn't be too angry with his tardiness.