ext_148648 ([identity profile] clockmongler.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2009-11-26 05:04 am (UTC)

Well, that was certainly intriguing, but Time should never be wasted. The moment the door unlocked, X gave his goodbyes and was on his way, wandering about the halls to see where they took him.

Hm...

It was dark. Needless to say, his coat did wonders to blend him into the darkness, the soft thud of leather boots against tiled floor and occasional rustle of silver clasps being the only signs that he were there at all. If he chose to pull up his hood and slow down, he could go completely noticed to anything and everything that may have wished to spot him.

But he was not about to sneak through the halls like some promiscuous girl on a mission to see her precious partner. This was not a mission, after all, he thought to himself. Simply put, it was exploration for the sake of exploration. A game for the sake of the game. There was no need to silence himself when he had yet to completely see what Fate could have in store for him here.

[Off to see the Roxas (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/754522.html?thread=62326874#t62326874)]

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