Manfred von Karma (
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Night 41: Recreational Field
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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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After circling around the boys, the green and black muscle car drove himself into a position so that he was directly facing them, washing them in a bright, red glow from his headlights.
"I'll give you boys ten nanokliks to go right back to where you came from," Lockdown threatened, his voice dripping with menace. "Unless you want to end up as smears on my tires." The muscle car let out a sadistic chuckle to punctuate his threat.
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The problem was that even if they did get far enough to start climbing it, the car could probably just change back into that robot thing and then pluck them off -- and Sora didn't want to imagine what would happen if this thing got its hands on them.
At least it was giving him the chance to retreat. Sora didn't really like running away, but he'd already gotten himself beaten up enough in the past few nights; he couldn't really convince himself that he could handle a fight like this without making matters worse.
"Okay, okay," he said with a sigh as he glanced from the car to Allen. "Guess we'll try to find another way..." He knew there were other options; he just didn't want to have to go the extra effort to get to those places. Unfortunately, it didn't look like they had any choice.
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[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/631866.html?thread=53580090#t53580090)]
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