Adelheid found himself pondering what he knew as he continued walking on, and as an afterthought, he'd clipped his radio to his waistband as he walked along. He'd decided long ago that when something changed in the Institute, it was never a good thing; the fact that there was change again was not a good sign at all. Even more, Adelheid was worried about how confident the Head Doctor was now, with his last bid of 'good luck' to the patients who were planning on going outside. Which, honestly, a part of the German wanted to do... but on the other hand, he was certain that if there were answers, he'd find them somewhere inside of the Institute. He knew where the basement was, after his business with Hohenheim, he'd try again.
...it was odd being on his own again, after so long getting used to working in groups. Odd, yet rather liberating as well. He was well-equipped, fed, and rested; moreover he wasn't suffering any wounds either, even his eye with its prosthetic was feeling fine. If ever there was a time when he'd be fine on his own, this would be it. Growing more confident with each step, Adelheid continued onward.
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Adelheid found himself pondering what he knew as he continued walking on, and as an afterthought, he'd clipped his radio to his waistband as he walked along. He'd decided long ago that when something changed in the Institute, it was never a good thing; the fact that there was change again was not a good sign at all. Even more, Adelheid was worried about how confident the Head Doctor was now, with his last bid of 'good luck' to the patients who were planning on going outside. Which, honestly, a part of the German wanted to do... but on the other hand, he was certain that if there were answers, he'd find them somewhere inside of the Institute. He knew where the basement was, after his business with Hohenheim, he'd try again.
...it was odd being on his own again, after so long getting used to working in groups. Odd, yet rather liberating as well. He was well-equipped, fed, and rested; moreover he wasn't suffering any wounds either, even his eye with its prosthetic was feeling fine. If ever there was a time when he'd be fine on his own, this would be it. Growing more confident with each step, Adelheid continued onward.
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