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Night 41: M51-60 Hallway
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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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.
[to here]
Re: M55
Even if he was just asking for the heck of it, Jason wasn't inclined to give out his real name. Not when they were others here who knew him and might try something. He didn't think his replacement was stupid enough to come looking for him after their last encounter but you never knew. And if Alfs knew where his room was he might decide to pay him a visit too and that.... wasn't something Jason was ready to deal with.
"Any other questions or has your little brain had enough for today?" he asked cheerfully. He did want to get something done tonight but he didn't want to turn his back on the meta. "Door's open if you want to leave." Maybe Sechs would take the hint. Wasn't like he had any reason to want to hang around here.
Re: M55
Sechs uttered out a deep growl at the "little brain" comment. Instinctively his hands clenched into angry fists; however his reaction didn't help with his sprained wrist. He flinched from the pain and quickly relaxed his hurt arm. "Don't bother!" he hissed. "Not even a lobotomized Deckman would wanna hear your crap! I don't have time to listen to your lies and bullshit! You're nothing but hogwash! I'm outta here!"
With that the Replica heaved himself off the bed and stomped over to the door. Using his unimpaired hand, Sechs angrily flung it open. Before storming out into the darkened hallway, he shot a toothy snarl at Will.
"When I get my Fizziroy body back, you better run for it cuz I'm gonna hunt you down and beat yer brains into SLUG SLIME!"
Without another word, the enraged Replica exited the room, slamming the door behind him with a mighty crash.
Re: M55
Now though, it was time to get moving. He had business of his own to deal with and it would be pretty pathetic if all he managed to do this night was get in a fight with some brainless metahuman.
Vaulting to his feet, Jason went over to the closet to retrieve one of the pipes stashed there. Pulling out the copies he'd made of the maps he examined them thoughtfully. He needed to make sure he was properly armed for when he went after Batman and he needed somewhere to trap the bastard. There was the Activities Shed and the Gardener's Shed that might have something useful in them or he could investigate upstairs. The second floor seemed to offer more by way of potential supplies, though both times he'd gone up there he'd gotten attacked. And he didn't have anyone to watch his back.
Maybe it would've been better to suggest to Two-Face that they travel together but it was too late to think about that now.
Grabbing his flashlight and taking one more look at the map, Jason stepped out into the hall. He paused long enough to check that Sechs was really gone and not just waiting to jump him before quickly moving along to the next hall.
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