Nightshift 35: M71-80 Hallway

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Wally frowned in confusion at the intercom announcements. CM-US Experimental Trials? Special Counselling? He wasn't sure what either of those things were, but considering this place, they could hardly be good. And the following announcement didn't do much to reassure him. "You know, that's what I like about this place," he commented dryly to Tony. "You can always rely on the crazy to show up right on schedule." He stood up as the doors clicked open and stretched, paying particular attention to the muscles in his legs before rummaging around behind his pillow for his flashlight. "So, you wanna go and see about that maintenance room?" His lips quirked into a familiar smile. "I figure with two of us, at least someone will be able to get something useful while the other plays monster bait."

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Re: M77

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Matsuda blinked. As long as she could...well that was something he didn't get to hear very often.

He thought he'd probably be fine for now, but he would rather have a gun in a situation like this. Hopefully her counting on him wouldn't be a bad idea since he wasn't really armed. He also hadn't gotten much of anywhere last night, and hadn't run into anything that this place was able to throw at the patients. It was a scary thought, not knowing exactly what he was going up against, but he'd have to make do.

"No..." Matsuda shook his head, tightening his grip around his flashlight. If nothing else, he could whack things. "I-I think I'm ready. Let's go get Ryuga!"

Re: M77

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"Right." Naomi nodded, pocketed the pack of cigarettes, and headed back out into the hall.

"It isn't too far to the stairs leading to the second floor," she assured Matsuda, a grim determination in her body language. She was pissed. Pissed at this place for everything it had done to them, and kept on doing.

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