Night 41: Recreational Field

[lawful_perfect]

[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.

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[arc-wrench.livejournal.com]

"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.

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[ruthless-hunter.livejournal.com]

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