Nightshift 43: General Storage

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The lock gave way on the third impact, giving access to the room. Edgar turned his light around, shining it into the darkness. Boxes of various supplies were illuminated, several catching the machinist's attention. Oh, the ideas of what he'd be able to do with some of these implements were extremely encouraging.

He turned his light to his companion. "After you, milady," he said, addressing the threshold with a flourishing hand.

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When Gerad began breaking the lock open, Kuukaku let him. The lock finally gave away on the third impact, allowing them to finally enter the room. There'd better be something useful inside!

"You sure are a gentleman-type, huh?" she commented as she stepped inside, sweeping her light around to see her surroundings. It was a pretty simple room with boxes and cabinets holding a number of supplies. They cast long, distorted shadows across the room, but the fireworks master hardly cared about that.

She pulled one out and kneeling next to it. It took her a moment to figure out what to do with her light, but eventually clasped it under her arm before she began rummaging through the box's contents.

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Edgar followed Kuukaku inside, leaving the door open behind him. "It'd be inappropriate for me not to be a gentleman, milady," he said. "Especially with my being in the company of a lovely figure like yourself."

Noting that she went straight for the boxes, he decided to take a look into one of the cabinets. As soon as he'd opened it, he spotted a pair of goggles. "Well, hello," he said to the accessory, taking it and placing its strap around his neck. Not a fantastic treasure to most, but he'd certainly find a good use for it.

As he closed the cabinet doors, he noticed something even more interesting in the corner- three small, cylindrical tubes of some sort with pressure gauges. He knelt next to them, trying to get a better look. "You finding anything of use?" he asked his companion.

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"Che! Just some sheets 'n pillows here!" Kuukaku said before moving over to another spot before she added with a smirk: "So unless you wanna challenge me to a pillow fight, don't think that counts as useful."

The second box seemed to be a little more useful; a first-aid kit. Not really what she was looking for, but she guessed it would come in handy. She raised to her feet and glanced at what Gerad had found. Some strange tubes of some sort it seemed. Being curious, she walked over.

"The hell are those?"

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"Some sort of pressurized gas chambers, it looks like," Edgar said as he stood, his flashlight still on the cylinders. He tucked his flashlight under his arm and gave lifting the tank a try. He put it back down with a grunt after lifting it for a few seconds. "They're heavier than they look. Still... they could be useful."

He shined his light around, trying to devise a way to transport the cylinders. Carrying them would be possible, but he'd welcome an easier method.

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"But you're not sure, huh?" Kuukaku said, eyeing the tubes skeptically. Soul Society didn't have such things, she was sure. Especially not on the outskirts where she lived. But then again, there were a lot of things this place had that they didn't have at home.

"If you can't even carry 'em, try using that instead!" she said, pointing towards the folded wheel chairs.

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Edgar turned, his eyes looking to where she'd indicated: chairs with wheels attached- they even had handles on the backs of them for pushing. "Perfect!" he said a little louder, taking hold of the handles and unfolding the chair. He returned to the gas tank, picked it up again with an Umph, and set it gently into the chair.

"The point is that these things have a great potential to be handy to us," he said as he tried to judge how hard it would be to push the chair with two tanks in it. No real telling until he'd tried, so he made his way toward a second cylinder. "Compressed gas is excellent for- umph- powering certain machines." He eased the tank into the chair next to its twin. "Alternatively, if we'd rather make a dangerous mess of things, we could probably turn this into a decent, impromptu weapon, or maybe even an explosive."

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"Heh. I guess we can always bash someone's head in when all else fails," she commented, placing her hand on her hip. There was no gas where she was from, but she definitely liked the sound of it being a possible explosive.

"Let's get goin' to the next room already! There are more places to be raided to night, got it?"

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