NIGHTSHIFT 33: F11-F20 HALLWAY

[diamondstorm]

For a moment, Renamon paused. That was more unsettling than she'd care to admit. She needed to get out of here.

Ignoring her instinct to leave the small cramped room immediantely, she snatched at her map again, and made some adjustments to her night's plan. Still, weapons first, and for that she had to move. She grabbed three pens and stuck them in the waistband of her pants, and held a fourth in her hand with the flashlight. It wouldn't come on for a little bit. She knew this part.

She didn't know what was going on. Not at all. It was bothering her, and setting her on edge; nicely ruining the calm she had worked to achieve.

Don't think, Renamon. Move.

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Re: Around F14

[godforsaken]

Unlike Ion, who appeared to be physically strained after running for two blocks straight, Sync managed to keep his pace without breaking a sweat. In fact, he was more annoyed by the fact that, even when giving his all, the Fon Master still proved to be as weak as ever. However, he didn't bother to point out this obvious bit of information, instead contenting himself by watching as the latter went about knocking on the door before checking inside.

"Surprise, surprise," Sync muttered, not really 'surprised' by any of this. So Anise had really gone and left Ion alone after all? It really did serve him right for clinging so tightly to his belief that his guardian would never leave him.

The God-General knew that, in the end, the only person he could trust was himself, feeling no remorse for the other replica as he leaned against the doorframe.

"She didn't even leave a note. What a shame."

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Surprised that the other replica had followed, Ion wisely remained silent about it. The bigger problem lied in where Anise was.

"I didn't think she would be here, but it was worth checking," he said, more to himself than to the other. The fact that Sync had pointed out - no note was left behind - hinted more than she had become victim to the "special counseling". Her roommate wasn't here to ask, either...

From their current location, they - or he, he wasn't sure - could explore the institute in a circle, starting with the Recreational Field. He could move on to the Courtyard, into the kitchen...

"I'll just keep looking." Giving Sync a hopeful glance, he moved out of the room into the next hallway.