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damned_institute2007-03-14 06:55 pm
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Nightshift 22, Sun Room
Raine stopped just outside the Sun Room, which was only a little lighter than the rest of the Institute now because of the skylight; the moon was apparently out. She wondered briefly what the moon looked like, here, but pushed that thought aside. She didn't hear anything from inside...
Standing just outside the doorway, so anyone inside the room wouldn't be able to see her, she looked back at her companions. "It sounds empty. Let's go in." She'd only gotten a few looks at the room during the day, but she was fairly certain that once inside, they should take a left to get into the Arts & Crafts room; it still sounded like a poor place to find weapons, but it was worth taking the chance. She had yet to meet a god at full power, but the myths she knew were informative enough. If they could just retrieve what Amaterasu needed to perhaps get her to a stronger state...
Raine clicked her flashlight on and jumped into the Sun Room's entrance, flicking the beam of light around to hopefully reveal any monsters hiding in the shadows. She held Reinforce's discarded crutch, her only real weapon, at the ready just in case; she wasn't letting herself be caught off-guard just yet.
Standing just outside the doorway, so anyone inside the room wouldn't be able to see her, she looked back at her companions. "It sounds empty. Let's go in." She'd only gotten a few looks at the room during the day, but she was fairly certain that once inside, they should take a left to get into the Arts & Crafts room; it still sounded like a poor place to find weapons, but it was worth taking the chance. She had yet to meet a god at full power, but the myths she knew were informative enough. If they could just retrieve what Amaterasu needed to perhaps get her to a stronger state...
Raine clicked her flashlight on and jumped into the Sun Room's entrance, flicking the beam of light around to hopefully reveal any monsters hiding in the shadows. She held Reinforce's discarded crutch, her only real weapon, at the ready just in case; she wasn't letting herself be caught off-guard just yet.
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They had decided to start with a circle of the courtyard. It was the only source of real life they had seen in Landels that wasn't out to hunt right back, and seemed like it could be the safest place to begin their explorations. Fairly wide open, lots of foliage, and trees. Even though Brock hadn't been much of a tree climber as a kid, he had picked up Peter Parker's weird abilities, one of which was apparently being good at climbing just about anything. Heights still bothered Brock (just a little), but he'd rather experience vertigo from a branch than spend all night fending off packs of the mutated cats.
Seemed like a plan, at any rate. And it kept his mind focused to the present rather than the visitation earlier.
What definitely focused him was the sharp sense of something wrong when he stepped into the Sun Room. Brock was all for blundering in blindly like a human was supposed to, but his Other would have none of it - it jerked at the proper signals in his brain and his legs suddenly dropped out from under them, spilling Brock onto the floor in a crouch and very nearly giving him an unwanted taste of the carpet.
Before he knew it, the Other was moving their body in a fast crawl toward the gray shapes of the tables and couches near the wall, ignoring the fact that their knees were hurting and their hands were developing a nice case of carpet-burn.
What's going on? Brock demanded. Ow, will you stop that?
Quiet.
The symbiote ignored him and kept them crawling until they had some cover behind the big couches. It was a hunter. It knew instinctively when there was another such hunter in the area. Not another symbiote but...there was the distinct tang of blood in the room. Not enough to get them all hungry, but enough to raise mental flags and put them on their guard. They knew where the door was to the courtyard after being escorted there enough, but now wasn't the time for a blind rush.
Brock sighed. Now was a good time for Kasady to be here - he could use a psycho hill billy with an equally psycho symbiote to get in the way. He wouldn't have had any qualms about ditching Kasady to whatever had beaten them here.
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