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damned_institute2009-08-09 01:04 pm
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Entry tags:
- apollo,
- brainiac 5,
- chekov,
- citan,
- forte,
- harley,
- hijikata (gintama),
- indiana jones,
- jamie,
- juri,
- kaito,
- kio,
- kirk,
- kristoph,
- kuukaku,
- kvothe,
- l,
- leon (so2),
- lockdown,
- lord recluse,
- lugnut,
- lunge,
- luxord,
- peter parker,
- raphael,
- scar (tlk),
- senna,
- soubi,
- suzaku,
- sylar,
- tenzen,
- the flash,
- the scarecrow,
- tk-622,
- tsukasa,
- xigbar,
- yue,
- zex
DAY 43: CAFETERIA, MORNING
Where was Blitzwing?
Lugnut ignored the nurse's fussing over his foot, even as it howled objections to his ill treatment of it the night before, pounding through the town in search of his wingmate, reportedly helpless and injured by an attack the night before-- and not finding him, not seeing even a glimpse of his crazy triple-changing ally.
Snarling at the nurse, but restraining himself from shows of violence-- Blitzwing would mock him if he showed up drugged already, and he would be useless to Megatron like that--he made his way impatiently to the cafeteria, stopping for just long enough to post an urgent notice on the board.
Where was he?
Looming in the middle of the cafeteria, he took the tray the nurse handed him (filled with disgusting human fuel, didn't she know he didn't have time to eat, not when his wingmate was missing?) and ignored it, watching for Blitzwing, where was he?
He refused to think about what might have happened to a wheelchair-bound, drugged, incapacitated warrior, with the swarms of monsters flooding around him, clawing and biting...
[for Scourge]
Lugnut ignored the nurse's fussing over his foot, even as it howled objections to his ill treatment of it the night before, pounding through the town in search of his wingmate, reportedly helpless and injured by an attack the night before-- and not finding him, not seeing even a glimpse of his crazy triple-changing ally.
Snarling at the nurse, but restraining himself from shows of violence-- Blitzwing would mock him if he showed up drugged already, and he would be useless to Megatron like that--he made his way impatiently to the cafeteria, stopping for just long enough to post an urgent notice on the board.
Where was he?
Looming in the middle of the cafeteria, he took the tray the nurse handed him (filled with disgusting human fuel, didn't she know he didn't have time to eat, not when his wingmate was missing?) and ignored it, watching for Blitzwing, where was he?
He refused to think about what might have happened to a wheelchair-bound, drugged, incapacitated warrior, with the swarms of monsters flooding around him, clawing and biting...
[for Scourge]
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After realizing how loudly he had just shouted, Porky looked around and started laughing nervously.
"Ah, pardon me for that outburst!" Porky laughed, "It's not often that people actually want me around! So, uh, yeah! I'll meet you in the main hallway tonight! I'm pretty sure that I have an aerosol can lying around my room somewhere that you can use to make one of those flamethrowers you love so much!"
"So, where are we going? The janitor's closet? The lab? Both?" Porky asked excitedly. Oooh, what were they going to get?
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"Hmmm. Haven't decided yet," she said, tapping a finger on her cheek in thought. Normally, she'd just barrel on through whatever room struck her fancy and play it by ear. But tonight was different. Special. So she wanted to make sure she had a game plan and actually plotted out what rooms to hit and which not to. She could plan ahead if she wanted to. "Prob'ly both and maybe some more. Guess it depends on what we end up findin' and if we can get there first."
The nurses were starting to shuffle around and collect people to drag to... wherever it was they felt like dragging people today. They'd have to cut the shop talk before the stiffs ended up getting to them. She turned a big grin. "Don't worry! I'll have a plan ready by tonight, 'kay? 'Preciate the extra hand, Pops! We'll make sure to get you some goodies, too."