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damned_institute2010-07-11 01:17 am
lawful_perfect) wrote in damned_institute2010-07-11 01:17 am
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Night 50: Main Hallway, 1-Center
[From here]
Unlike the western section, the central portion of this hallway was completely deserted. On any other night, von Karma would have used this to his advantage to arrive at one of the upstairs locations before anyone else did. The Janitor's Closet, for one, contained a large cache of metal that he could use to compensate Mr. Geeste for the work he would do for him three nights later.
But for now, von Karma merely had to go as far as the very first doorway to his right, which led straight into Waiting Room 1. This was far more important -- though less pleasant -- than his prospective metal scavenger hunt. Besides, by the time he had replied to Mr. Geeste's notice, Ms. Taura had already accepted an assignment from that blasted History Club. He would simply have to try to contact her tomorrow morning as soon as possible before she could accept another one.
Shaking his head, von Karma turned the door knob, expecting to have to jimmy it open, but instead discovering that the door wasn't locked after all.
[To here (with Court's permission to just go on ahead <3 ) ]
Unlike the western section, the central portion of this hallway was completely deserted. On any other night, von Karma would have used this to his advantage to arrive at one of the upstairs locations before anyone else did. The Janitor's Closet, for one, contained a large cache of metal that he could use to compensate Mr. Geeste for the work he would do for him three nights later.
But for now, von Karma merely had to go as far as the very first doorway to his right, which led straight into Waiting Room 1. This was far more important -- though less pleasant -- than his prospective metal scavenger hunt. Besides, by the time he had replied to Mr. Geeste's notice, Ms. Taura had already accepted an assignment from that blasted History Club. He would simply have to try to contact her tomorrow morning as soon as possible before she could accept another one.
Shaking his head, von Karma turned the door knob, expecting to have to jimmy it open, but instead discovering that the door wasn't locked after all.
[To here (with Court's permission to just go on ahead <3 ) ]
no subject
He had settled on a story. Bucciarati, or Michelangelo, rather, had witnessed an alien's spacecraft crashing into the sea. The injured extraterrestrial, on the brink of death, had merged with Michelangelo and fused their minds to survive. It would require some fine-tuning, but it would surely work. It had the perfect mix of plausibility and impossibility to be believable.
After all, stranger things had happened, right?