http://bitpartgod.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bitpartgod.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2010-06-15 04:52 pm (UTC)

It was a relief to move straight onto all the strangeness of that night rather than anything too personal- he certainly didn't know if he knew Leon well enough to burden him with anything so personal as what had been going through his mind before. This was a much, much easier topic of discussion, anyway.

"That happened to me and the people I was with, too!" He shook his head helplessly, for one second looking, for all intents and purposes, precisely like a kitten stumbling across its reflection for the first time. "And we even ended up outside of the Institute. Like, all the way in Doyleton!"

Which definitely hadn't been as fun as visiting in the day. In hindsight, they should probably have tried a few more doors just in case there was some kind of pattern to it they hadn't figured out, but even Leon seemed stumped. And Leon had always seemed to him like some kind of child genius, way ahead of him in the intelligence stakes. "We were just lucky we didn't end up anywhere dangerous."

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