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damned_institute2010-07-11 04:56 am
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NIght 50: West Wing, North Hall 1-B
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There was no one here yet. And wasn't that strange? If she remembered correctly, there was a male patient block here. Even if it was away from the others, it should still be fairly well occupied. Were they all just staying in for the night? It was also odd that no one from the female block had come up this way yet either. Either it was just too early, or something had happened in her absence that kept others from coming this way unless they had a larger group with them (or not at all).
Callisto stopped to shine her light down into the adjacent hall, seeing if she could pick out anyone heading out of their room. She thought she heard the sounds of people moving about on the other side of the wall, so it couldn't be completely empty. Was there any point in waiting around? She didn't need someone to accompany her, and it had only slowed her up in the past anyway.
She would wait a bit, perhaps, if only to sate her own curiosity before moving on.
There was no one here yet. And wasn't that strange? If she remembered correctly, there was a male patient block here. Even if it was away from the others, it should still be fairly well occupied. Were they all just staying in for the night? It was also odd that no one from the female block had come up this way yet either. Either it was just too early, or something had happened in her absence that kept others from coming this way unless they had a larger group with them (or not at all).
Callisto stopped to shine her light down into the adjacent hall, seeing if she could pick out anyone heading out of their room. She thought she heard the sounds of people moving about on the other side of the wall, so it couldn't be completely empty. Was there any point in waiting around? She didn't need someone to accompany her, and it had only slowed her up in the past anyway.
She would wait a bit, perhaps, if only to sate her own curiosity before moving on.
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Maybe Stephen was trying to curse him. The gibberish could have been some sort of incantation in some dead language. Not that Rolo actually believed in that sort of thing, but his Geass had been real enough. Maybe other worlds had something like that too. Whatever it was, Rolo wasn't sure it was working and quite frankly, he still didn't believe in crap like that.
He shot another glance at Stephen and started to retreat down the hall again, being extremely conscious of his surroundings. He would take care of Stephen and his brother's task at the same time.
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If anything, this 'new' language had a bolder edge to it, something he hardly associated with the brunet ever since they met. He could've sworn he heard the same word that Spike said the first time somewhere in all that jargon, which prompted him to continue.
"What are you trying to say?" Right now the God-General had to admit he was mildly entertained, but if this went on he was sure it was going to get old fast.
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