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Nightshift 39: West Wing, South Hall 1-B
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Yukari peered up and down the hallway, deciding against shining her flashlight this way and that; she didn't particularly want to attract any monstrous attention. Mentally going over the maps, she tried to remember where she was going. Ritsuka had said M35, right? So that was the next block over... she'd have to go through the West Hall, but hopefully could get through without getting attacked her first night.
M35... why did that ring a bell?
Giving a shrug, the youkai headed on her way.
Yukari peered up and down the hallway, deciding against shining her flashlight this way and that; she didn't particularly want to attract any monstrous attention. Mentally going over the maps, she tried to remember where she was going. Ritsuka had said M35, right? So that was the next block over... she'd have to go through the West Hall, but hopefully could get through without getting attacked her first night.
M35... why did that ring a bell?
Giving a shrug, the youkai headed on her way.
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"We can wait a moment. Tis only fair." He looked up into Alec's face, trying to see in the gloom what the ex-spy thought of that, no matter what he said. Judging people was tricky. And he knew Alec was better than he pretended to be.
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Alec looked impassively back at Armand and leaned against the wall. "Sure." But if he was here in this goddamn hallway all night, he was going to get pretty mad pretty quick.
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"So a little bit more..." Armand tried to sound decisive. He strongly suspected he failed at that.
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If so, the others could catch up...or they could catch up to TK and Uzuki. Either way, it worked.
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Armand had to smile. "Like you, I think he would like some sort of firearm in his hands."
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"There's the upstairs kitchen, and there's also the equipment shed, which has sports paraphernalia that could be useful...bats, and the like." The ex-00 flicked his flashlight's beam down the other end of the corridor. "Could be useful, unless we want to pick up some paprika in the kitchen and throw it in the monsters' eyes." Hey now. There was an idea...improvised pepper spray! A girl's move, to be sure, but there sure as hell was no glory in death.
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"Shall we choose a course and go then?"
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And if he could find a baseball bat, maybe some pads there, that could be helpful.
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[skipping to the Rec field (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/579063.html)]