Nightshift 40: Cafeteria

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There was no need to tarry long here, Endrance thought, as he quickly made his way over to the nearest door leading outside. He put his hand on the handle, pushed it...and it didn't move. "That's odd," he said, trying it a second time. When it didn't move, then, he sighed huffily. He couldn't pick the lock, so there was only one other option.

He moved back a few steps and charged at the lock in an all-too-familiar motion, one so reminiscent of doing battle that he almost felt the urge to shout an attack name as he did so. The pipe struck the lock, breaking it.

Endrance nodded once, then moved on.

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[remnantsofflame.livejournal.com]

Asch frowned, too, annoyed. There didn't seem to be anything else in here for the time being, but how the hell were they going to get through the door?

"Maybe. I don't know how to pick the lock. Are you sure we can't break it?" He knew firsthand how strong Van was; it seemed absurd that he wouldn't be able to break the lock at all. He wished that he could use hyperresonance, but he hadn't been able to do anything with fonons since he'd arrived here. He wondered if the replica was the same, and decided immediately that he didn't care to find out.

[thyapocalypse.livejournal.com]

Van kept away from the door and out into the cafeteria. If anything was there, it would have likely attacked them by now, yet nothing came. Still, that was little comfort to him.

Bringing the light back to the door, he looked over the knob. The pipe had seemed to have little effect on it at all. "We can try again, but it wouldn't be wise to announce our presence anymore than it has been." He frowned, lifting a hand to gently stroke his beard. "Perhaps, we can find something to pick the lock. It would be quieter at the least."