http://notthistrain.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notthistrain.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2010-05-16 08:43 am (UTC)

Cloud didn't really have any idea where he was going for the night, but he knew he needed to meet up with some of the others - check on them after the field trip. He was getting ready before the doors had opened.

The blond had come to the conclusion that the outfits in this place needed bigger and larger pockets. Somehow he was going to have to manage the flashlight, the sword, and the radio. The latter was the only one he might be able to squeeze into the two-three inches of pocket space he'd been given. He thought of bringing the robe in the closet, but that just seemed like it would get in the way. What would he do, anyway? Put the flashlight in the pocket? He needed to use it. What he needed was a proper belt and sheath for the sword.

Well, no time for complaints. The main hall was his best chance to meet up with others, since most would have to meet up there unless they were headed straight out to the rec field. Hopefully the others would have the same idea.

[skipping straight to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/882475.html?thread=69069355#t69069355)]

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