Night 41: M51-60 Hallway

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Recluse had used his uneventful dinner as time to hammer out and sharpen a new blade for Scourge, and do maintenance on the rest of his own weapons, then changing into his black Arachnos officer's uniform, ready for the night. Then, it had simply been a matter of waiting, impatiently as always, for the doors to unlock.

At least that pompous fool didn't lecture them all that long-windedly tonight. He slipped out into the hallway as soon as his door was unlocked, red eyes glowing dimly in the pitch black corridor.

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Re: M56

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"We can't figure something out?" Keman repeated, eyebrow raised. He was no expert in matters of the heart, but that almost sounded like an extremely awkward pick up. He snickered. "Sorry, Valyn, I don't think you're my type."

The dragon was still laughing lightly as he opened the door, and he wasn't sure if he actually found the idea of Valyn potentially trying to seduce him funny or if he was just doing it out of nerves. The virgin-eating monsters didn't frighten him half as much as what potentially lay beyond the Institute's walls.

[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/631176.html?thread=53832584#t53832584).]