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damned_institute2010-08-27 04:14 pm
vstheworld) wrote in damned_institute2010-08-27 04:14 pm
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Night 51: M-C Block Hallway
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Now where had Knives said her room was? Scott reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the crumpled napkin she had written the number on at breakfast. F30. Okay. Assuming the girls' block worked the same way the guys' one did and wasn't some alternate dimensional maze that only people with boobs (twitch) would understand, Scott was pretty sure he could find the right room.
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Now where had Knives said her room was? Scott reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the crumpled napkin she had written the number on at breakfast. F30. Okay. Assuming the girls' block worked the same way the guys' one did and wasn't some alternate dimensional maze that only people with boobs (twitch) would understand, Scott was pretty sure he could find the right room.
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A start. That was what he would pick up tonight. A handful of medications and the supplies to manipulate them to his liking. Even if he'd returned home, most of his old supplies - the most valuable things - would be gone anyway. It was all cinders and ash.
There was something pure, he supposed, about such a crude beginning, building upward once again from nothing.
Something pure, but nothing very new.
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