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damned_institute2007-04-22 04:31 am
Nighshift 23: Entry Room
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While her commander opened the door into unchartered territory for her, she listened for his reaction, knowing he would see whatever was inside first. In the meantime, her attention swept the wide hall behind them, not wanting to give up her guard prematurely.
He wasn't wasting any time, it seemed (though caution was never wasted time to her), and she followed him in, almost back-to-back with him. Trusting his reaction in place of her own, she didn't turn around until the door was shut in their wake.
While her commander opened the door into unchartered territory for her, she listened for his reaction, knowing he would see whatever was inside first. In the meantime, her attention swept the wide hall behind them, not wanting to give up her guard prematurely.
He wasn't wasting any time, it seemed (though caution was never wasted time to her), and she followed him in, almost back-to-back with him. Trusting his reaction in place of her own, she didn't turn around until the door was shut in their wake.

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In all honesty, Dias didn't need much reason to give up on the file room. Between his being convinced that the files wouldn't do them much good and his increasingly-difficult-to-deny concern for Ashton, he was aware that he was practically looking for an excuse to disengage from this mess before it got any worse. He could only hope that wherever Edgeworth was, the man was all right and his inability to find him hadn't cost Edgeworth anything.
It was actually a little unsettling how concerned Dias was about Ashton; granted, Ashton was the only other person from Expel in the institute - his one link back to a past
and to his sanitythat he'd actually been beginning to question - and he'd known the man was walking into a potentially dangerous situation. But Ashton was a good enough fighter to defend himself, and people who knew the danger and went in anyway...he'd left such fighters to their own devices before without a second thought. And how quickly he'd become attached to, and concerned for, someone he'd barely known the name of a few days ago...He wasn't sure whether it was because Ashton was almost as innocent and gentle as Rena - while simultaneously being as tough and determined as Claude - or because Ashton's being the only other Expellian elevated the empathy between them. Whatever the case, he was getting more and more uneasy worrying about him and, in his opinion, checking on him would be far more productive than staying here.
"I'm not interested in the files," he murmured to the other two men, keeping his voice low in case the enemy they'd heard was still lurking nearby. "And since the man I was supposed to meet isn't here, I'm going to get out of here. Be careful; whatever that thing was, it could still be around."
And with that, Dias pulled away from the wall and, after a cautious look around, loped off down the hallway back the way they'd came.
[Off to here (http://community.livejournal.com/landels_damned/105623.html?view=6300311#t6300311).]
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The boy shook his head and shifted his attention back to the entry room, not blind to Tsuzuki's disposition. But what could he do? He only made things worse whenever he involved himself in the idiots business...
"I believe so."
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Looking back to Hisoka, Tsuzuki pulled his focus back to the task at hand. The files that Hisoka wanted. He could tell that Hisoka wasn't going to stop, and the other two seemed a little better than 'fine' right now, so Tsuzuki was much less worried. Not that he would have deserted Hisoka, either way.
"So, which one is it?"
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He held back a sigh and shrugged. "Pick one."
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In the end, he shrugged as well and pointed to the one to his right. "That one, I guess."
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The quicker they were out of the line of fire-- regardless of whatever the hell was shooting-- the better.
Gathering his courage
and ignoring the idea of following Dias' advice and forgetting about the files. Not happening.Hisoka tightened his grip on the metal bar and slipped inside the room before breaking into a steady run for his destination.no subject
When Hisoka took off, Tsuzuki was hot on his heels. His biggest fear was that his partner was going to get himself into some kind of trouble, so even if he had wanted to leave, he couldn't exactly do that.
He owed it to Hisoka, after all.
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It didn't budge.
Hisoka scowled, glancing around in the vain hopes of finding a key. And perhaps a map to the Head Doctor's secret location while he was at it
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"Here, let me," Tsuzuki whispered, trying to keep it down so they wouldn't be noticed. Not that the silence was going to last for long... It really couldn't be helped, though.
Taking the door handle from Hisoka and motioning for him to step away, Tsuzuki positioned himself in front of the door, grasping the knob tightly. Putting his shoulder to the surface, he turned the knob and rammed the door in an attempt to break the lock.
Tsuzuki winced a bit from the collision, the pain running down through his arm, but he'd felt the door budge just a bit. It wasn't as sturdy as it appeared. Pulling back, he rammed it once, twice again in quick succession. This time, the door gave way on the second shove, and he stumbled through into the room.
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