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damned_institute2009-05-30 05:40 pm
lawful_perfect) wrote in damned_institute2009-05-30 05:40 pm
Night 41: Recreational Field
[From here]
Just as in the hallways inside the building, the field looked completely deserted. von Karma saw not a single person nor creature upon it. Far to the northwest was his destination: an old supply shed that contained items that he would find marginally useful to defend himself -- at least until he could acquire something better. As much as he dreaded making that trek once again to that filthy, dusty old structure, he headed for it, keeping under the cover of the shadows of the main building. As he did so, he warily looked around for signs of potential danger, gripping his flashlight tightly in his hand in case of a sudden attack.
Just as in the hallways inside the building, the field looked completely deserted. von Karma saw not a single person nor creature upon it. Far to the northwest was his destination: an old supply shed that contained items that he would find marginally useful to defend himself -- at least until he could acquire something better. As much as he dreaded making that trek once again to that filthy, dusty old structure, he headed for it, keeping under the cover of the shadows of the main building. As he did so, he warily looked around for signs of potential danger, gripping his flashlight tightly in his hand in case of a sudden attack.
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He might have just realized that yes, it was possible for him to become infatuated with someone, but he was still an HK model assassin droid! He had operational standards and a reputation to live up to!
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Beatrix had moved back to the door and opened it, her eyes watching the two inorganics like a hawk. HK-47 better not need help as the Bride was starting to have trouble holding the pain from her aggravating her wounds with her hood-hopping move.
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The female had moved back to the door she and her companion had come through, so Lockdown decided to just leave her be. His job was to make sure no inmates went any further than here and returned to their cells. However, Lockdown did feel some disappointment that she was making it that easy. He lived for the thrill of the hunt, after all. What fun was it if the target just gave up? However, he still had enough sense to know that going against what the employer wished was a bad thing. The only exception to this was if someone offered him a better deal in exchange for double-crossing the first employer.
So, he let the female go and concentrated on the young man once more. Lockdown withdrew his electric stun-spike from his wrist once more and fired a warning shot at the young man. If the man didn't take the hint, the bounty hunter would aim right at him and stun without mercy.
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Since the two of them were running away, Lockdown cast his sensors to the other inmates who had since wandered onto the field. Time to focus on either of them. Perhaps that brown-haired one could stand a little discipline.
The bounty hunter gave one last glare to the two retreating humans and said loudly and threateningly, "If you know what's good for you, you'll go back to your cells, and won't wander this area for the rest of the night."
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With a final "Observation: You need to have more fun with your profession!" HK zoomed in through the doors to the Institute.
[To here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/630160.html?thread=53449616#t53449616)]
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