http://donetakinorders.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] donetakinorders.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2010-03-08 11:20 am (UTC)

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/832434.html?thread=66801586#t66801586)]

Out in the Sun Room again, Raphael picked an empty chair and threw himself bodily into it with a sigh. Another night gone by with nothing done; he was no closer to getting home and back to his brothers and he'd come nowhere near close to working out all his frustrations in the fight either. Of course Raph knew as well as anyone that he couldn't work out his problems like that, as much as he liked to try. One fight led to another, bigger fight, which led to another, and another... Until he either ran into something that he couldn't beat down or something else came along for him to turn his frustrations onto.

Before he could have counted on his brothers to help snap him out of the cycle, but now? Now he was just starting to wonder how many things he'd have to fight before he could get a shot at Landel himself. That was the way it tended to go in his experience. You took out the little guys until the loser in charge had no choice but to come after you themselves.

And hey, it was better than any of the other 'plans' people seemed to have. Waiting and finding weapons, never getting any real action. Well they could play their little waiting games all they damn well liked. Raph was going to find a way to get home, one way or another.

So if that turned out to be through as many of these monsters as possible? He could take it. Hell, he'd enjoy it.

A dangerous smile lifted the corners of his mouth. Now all he had to do was find a starting point.

[For Prussia!]

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