Scott Pilgrim (
vstheworld) wrote in
damned_institute2010-08-27 04:14 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
Night 51: M-C Block Hallway
[From here]
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.
[To here]
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.
[To here]
no subject
Like times passed, Nigredo hadn't the slightest clue on direction and motive. The problems of roommates and awkward timing faded from the forefront of his memories, and without a direction forward nor back, it seemed no different than being made to walk in one's sleep. There was no reason, nothing to call close to an end goal. The child would merely keep his indifference and move as habit dictated.
Perhaps Nigredo would find a familiar body. Perhaps he wouldn't and fall into harm. It didn't matter either way.
[To here.]