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Nightshift 36: Outside the Institute: North
[[From here.]]
Hokuto looked around, trying to take it all in at a glance to minimize the chances of being taken by surprise. The ground sloped upwards from here on out, and was rockier than she'd expected. She was really not an outdoors type of girl, and didn't know what to expect in this kind of terrain.
Then again, knowing I don't know what to expect is better than thinking I do. This was the worst place to get overconfident; she had to remember, no matter what, that the odds were never in their favor here.
It was a horribly depressing way to live, but it was the best way she could think of to survive.
Hokuto looked around, trying to take it all in at a glance to minimize the chances of being taken by surprise. The ground sloped upwards from here on out, and was rockier than she'd expected. She was really not an outdoors type of girl, and didn't know what to expect in this kind of terrain.
Then again, knowing I don't know what to expect is better than thinking I do. This was the worst place to get overconfident; she had to remember, no matter what, that the odds were never in their favor here.
It was a horribly depressing way to live, but it was the best way she could think of to survive.
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Maybe Sora had information on the outside. "Have you been outside the walls, Sora?"
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Brook did seem to be following along a little easily, which was a tad strange. Didn't he know Usopp better than that? On the other hand, Brook had also not known there were two sheds, and seemed to be scared of perfectly ordinary cute little spiders, so maybe Brook was one of those types that needed good leadership.
... Again, didn't he know Usopp better than that?
Well, either way, there was something a little refreshing about just climbing over the wall to go out. After a moment's thought, Usopp realized it wasn't refreshing so much as it was cold. Abruptly grateful for his own good planning (of course he made a good leader) he opened his bag, pulled out the sheet he'd taken from his bed, and wrapped it around his shoulders for protection. That it kind of looked like a cool cape, blowing in the wind, was just a pleasant side-effect.
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This sort of situation wasn't new to Roland, as much as he hated to say that. Himself and one comrade traveling alone where danger could threaten around every tree trunk? Yes, that was something he was unfortunately used to... the only thing that threw him for even a moment was the sheer amount of greenery. Walking through a real forest was still a bit of a shock to Roland; it reminded him of when his traveling companion was someone other than a cannibalistic demon.
Ah well. He couldn't afford to get lost in thought here. Chances were that the changes of the previous nights would continue even outside of the Institute... and considering the chances of bears, wolves, and other wild animals, he didn't want to get caught off-guard. Instead he walked on with full alertness, every sense straining to catch even a sign of danger.
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