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Night 51: Main Hallway 2-Center
[From here.]
By the time Sechs had reached the center hall which opened up to the space that overlooked the sun room bellow, he was still feeling a bit winded from his inner battle with his living dark psyche. He hadn't expected his energy to be drained like that! It had taken more than just mental concentration to push his unwanted passenger out of his awareness; it seemed to have strained his physical body in the process as well. His fight wasn't as effective as Kibitoshin's ki energy, but it was still enough to ease the worst of the drug's side-effects for the time being. Not to mention, his little personal victory made Sechs a tad too cocky for his own good...
"Where the HELL are you Alita?!" Sechs barked as he strolled down the hall, his big boots thundering against the floor as he marched through the shadows, "If you're really here, I'm gonna find ya! I've hunted you down before, Alita! I can do it again!"
According to the copies he made of the institute maps, there was another section of the second floor that had been left unmarked. In the southern center of the building, right across the balcony that overlooked the first floor, was a central unmarked room with a sturdy-looking door, a pretty important-looking one too if you'd ask Sechs! Maybe the door led to a storage room containing the stolen bodies and possessions of the institute's prisoners? Or perhaps a way to the third floor and possibly even Landel himself?
"And how 'bout you, you sick, slimy excuse for a doctor?!" the Replica went on, not bothering to lower his voice. He couldn't help but grin viciously in spite of himself and the dangerous situation at hand, "That stupid drug of yours isn't working as well as you thought it would! Well, tough! I'm NO ONE'S rat!"
The Replica stopped before the center door. No knobs or any panels to open it could be seen. Oh well. Sechs had his axe and a giant boost to his confidence to give it a shot. He had all night.
"Either way!" he growled, a hunger for destruction flashing in his amber eyes, "I'm gonna find somebody I want tonight! Nothing can stop me!"
Leaving his flashlight switched on, Sechs stuffed it into his pocket, allowing the bright head to stick out and illuminate some of the Replica's surroundings. With both hands free, Sechs gripped his double bit axe, lifted it over his shoulder, and then swung it against the door.
Ah! Solving his problems with nothing but destructive brute force, just the way Sechs liked it!
By the time Sechs had reached the center hall which opened up to the space that overlooked the sun room bellow, he was still feeling a bit winded from his inner battle with his living dark psyche. He hadn't expected his energy to be drained like that! It had taken more than just mental concentration to push his unwanted passenger out of his awareness; it seemed to have strained his physical body in the process as well. His fight wasn't as effective as Kibitoshin's ki energy, but it was still enough to ease the worst of the drug's side-effects for the time being. Not to mention, his little personal victory made Sechs a tad too cocky for his own good...
"Where the HELL are you Alita?!" Sechs barked as he strolled down the hall, his big boots thundering against the floor as he marched through the shadows, "If you're really here, I'm gonna find ya! I've hunted you down before, Alita! I can do it again!"
According to the copies he made of the institute maps, there was another section of the second floor that had been left unmarked. In the southern center of the building, right across the balcony that overlooked the first floor, was a central unmarked room with a sturdy-looking door, a pretty important-looking one too if you'd ask Sechs! Maybe the door led to a storage room containing the stolen bodies and possessions of the institute's prisoners? Or perhaps a way to the third floor and possibly even Landel himself?
"And how 'bout you, you sick, slimy excuse for a doctor?!" the Replica went on, not bothering to lower his voice. He couldn't help but grin viciously in spite of himself and the dangerous situation at hand, "That stupid drug of yours isn't working as well as you thought it would! Well, tough! I'm NO ONE'S rat!"
The Replica stopped before the center door. No knobs or any panels to open it could be seen. Oh well. Sechs had his axe and a giant boost to his confidence to give it a shot. He had all night.
"Either way!" he growled, a hunger for destruction flashing in his amber eyes, "I'm gonna find somebody I want tonight! Nothing can stop me!"
Leaving his flashlight switched on, Sechs stuffed it into his pocket, allowing the bright head to stick out and illuminate some of the Replica's surroundings. With both hands free, Sechs gripped his double bit axe, lifted it over his shoulder, and then swung it against the door.
Ah! Solving his problems with nothing but destructive brute force, just the way Sechs liked it!
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The monstrous primate made another thunderous charge towards Sechs, its blood spilling and splattering about as it lumbered straight for him. Dammit! His attack against its arm barely disabled it! The Replica was now stuck between a nasty drop to the sun room below and one pissed off monster! Panting, Sechs didn't budge; he watched the ape quickly close the distance between them. He waited for the right moment and then--
--Sechs dove to the side, tucking his axe beneath his torso as he somersaulted away from the rail and towards his discarded machete. At the end of Sechs' roll, he leapt into a crouch and frantically grabbed for his bloodied blade. With both of his weapons in his possession, Sechs turned to look over his shoulder, hoping to see that the creature's relentless speed had acted against it and sent it over the rail...
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Stupid human, moving out of the way at the last second like that...! As the monster straightened to an even more encroaching height and then turned toward Sechs, its sharp teeth bared and its yellow eyes glowing with anger, it seemed just about fed up.
And so it lived up to its name and lurched for the patient, grabbing Sechs by the neck and then yanking him forward. It was strong enough that it could hold the human in the air by the throat, letting him dangle there as it decided what to do with him.
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But as soon as the Replica turned around to face his opponent he was immediately confronted by the monster's lunging hand! The creature had already recovered and was grabbing for Sechs with an arm that was almost as long as Sechs was tall! Grunting with surprise, Sechs immediately tried to jump back, but he was swiftly snatched up and roughly tugged towards his enemy.
Next thing he knew, Sechs felt his boots leave the ground and he let out a strangled yelp. The android's legs furiously kicked in the air, but the creature's outstretched hold kept its prey too far away from its body for Sechs to hit. The mammoth fingers coiled tightly around Sechs' neck, squeezing the air out of him while straining the muscles that connected to his head and his torso. SHIT! Not good! NOT GOOD!!
Gasping and eyes nearly bulging, Sechs released one hand from his axe and grabbed into the hairy limb in a desperate attempt to relieve most of his dangling weight off his neck. The other hand shifted its grip on his weapon until it was close to the double bit blade. Panting and choking through his gnashing teeth, Sechs began to chop into the hellish primate's arm with the axe, frantic to escape its merciless stranglehold.
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In any case, it needed to let go of the human sooner rather than later, and so it literally flung itself toward the railing with all of its strength, forcing it loose until it was pulled out of the ground.
Still holding onto Sechs' throat with a tight, tight grip, it waited for the railing to give out completely, sending both of them toppling toward the Sun Room floor. Its tough body would withstand the fall. Who could say it would be the same for the puny human?
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Sechs' body was roughly flung about in the air as the ape bounded for the railing; he couldn't help but feel like some hapless toy being swung around by some child playing a not-so-gentle game of heroes and villains! The impact nearly knocked the axe out of his grip, but the reason why Sechs halted his attacks was that he was too busy looking down and realizing--
The stupid giant monkey was going to let itself fall down -- and bring Sechs with it!!
"WHAT?!" Sechs cried through a strangled yelp, "JUST HOW DUMB ARE YOU--?!"
Before Sechs could cough and grunt out the rest of his insults, the rail gave way with an ear-splitting screech, sending both Replica and monster to plummet down below...
"NOO!!"
The monster was sure to survive the fall, but not Sechs' organic body if he didn't think fast enough! He had to get the damn thing to let him go, or else he might get crushed by it once they collided with the floor! With an incoherent shout of anguished effort, Sechs swung his legs up to wrap around his opponent's arm and raised his axe for one more strike, this time aiming away from the primate's arm, and closer towards his own head! He had just one shot at this, or he'd grievously injure himself in the process--
THWACK! Sechs' desperate aim hit its mark, chopping off the creature's think thumb in the process as they hurtled down through the open space. Freed from the wild humanoid's stranglehold, Sechs swung himself off its arm, hoping that the creature's immense weight would get it to crash first--
--And that he himself would have something softer than the floor to land on...