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Manfred von Karma ([personal profile] lawful_perfect) wrote in [community profile] 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.

[identity profile] arc-wrench.livejournal.com 2009-06-01 12:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Statement: I may be able to manage!" HK replied, before fleeing a bolt from the stun weapon that was suddenly in play. "Apology: Sorry for not making this as fun as I could, but I would like to retain all of my limbs!" he said to his brainwashed roommate, still running, making sure to stay on an erratic pattern rather than just a straight line. He really didn't want to end up with more electrical burns and coughing up blood. That wasn't the fun kind of pain! "Compliment: However, I am quite completely impressed!"

[identity profile] quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com 2009-06-01 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then hurry up," Beatrix replied, watching Lockdown's movements and noting the electrical device. "I'm not going to stand here all night."

[identity profile] ruthless-hunter.livejournal.com 2009-06-01 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Lockdown kept his optics on the young man as he fled. His warning shot had done the trick, though he brushed off the apology and compliment the young man gave him. Had he been another Cybertronian, Lockdown might have said something back in a smug, casual manner. But this was a human, and such words were meaningless from a flesh creature.

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."

[identity profile] arc-wrench.livejournal.com 2009-06-01 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Affirmative: Yes, yes, hurrying as fast as these pathetic meatbag legs allow!" Somehow, even though he was running, he still didn't sound out of breath. Possibly some ability that had gone overlooked, or maybe the universe had finally given up on trying to get him to stop talking for even a moment more than necessary.

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)]

[identity profile] ruthless-hunter.livejournal.com 2009-06-02 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[moving over to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/632438.html?thread=53465974#t53465974)]