Night 49: Recreational Field

[tiny-chef.livejournal.com]

[From here.]

It was cold and rainy out on the soccer field, but Remy didn't mind; the water on his face and the sharp chill caused the wave of mild dizziness and confusion that hit him to vanish as if it had never been there. Weird. Maybe he was hungry again already?

Getting out here meant that they were that much closer to the kitchen. He bounced through the door, then paused, looking from side to side across the expanse of green grass. Everything looked clear, so he moved to the right, to stand near the wall.

"Okay, guys... we just have to get up over this wall and into the courtyard. Honey says it's easy to get into the kitchen from there. We'll go in the same way we came out the other day."

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[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

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Brainiac 5 made a surprised noise as he suddenly found himself outside and getting exceedingly wet in the rain. He hadn't expected them to wind up in the kitchen like the map would have suggested, but he hadn't expected to be outside either.

"Do we head back inside or try and see if the outside areas are affected?" he asked over his shoulder.

[toxicspiderman]

Crap. S.T. stuffed the map in his armpit. Not that they'd figured out much -- or anything -- but they might be able to in the morning. Getting people to compare notes at the Institute was like dragging more than monosyllables out of researchers with a paper in the pipeline. Industry flacks were downright verbose by comparison.

"Do you think there's a difference?" He pulled open the door and stepped through.

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