ext_148871 ([identity profile] no-barbarian.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-04-17 04:27 pm

Night 40: M91-M100 Hallway

"Well, time to get a move on."  Teisel was a little curious about the box Pencil-Neck was going on about, but it probably wasn't anything too interesting.  His mind went immediately to the thought of trap-box reaverbots, and those were nothing but a pain in the ass. 

Hauling the two pipes out of the closet, he settled them comfortably over his shoulder, picked up his flashlight and set out.

[identity profile] wing-head.livejournal.com 2009-04-22 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
When night came, Steve's room mate left in a hurry. He took his time getting ready though, taking his radio, flash light, and maps. He knew where he was going to go. Steve was going in without any backup or support, something he had advised everyone he knew not to do what he was doing right now.

He felt like a hypocrite, but everyone else had their own plans. Steve set out to make his way to the entry room, he wasn't going to abandon his plans.

[identity profile] wing-head.livejournal.com 2009-04-22 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
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