DAMNED || LANDEL'S INSTITUTE

A Multifandom Asylum RPG


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Night 44: M11-M20 Hallway
why'd it have to be snakes?
its_the_mileage wrote in damned
Indy dressed and left quickly after the doors unlocked, ready to make an early start. He seemed to be the first one out in the hallway, which was fine with him. The fewer people around, the faster he could move--assuming being the first one out in the hall didn't also mean being the first course of King Kong's dinner.

He shifted his shoulder, felt the weight of the whip looped over it. The injury was fading. Right now, at least, Indy wasn't too concerned about taking that chance.

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Edgar's eyes shifted to the door as it clicked open. The inter-prison communication system certainly had some interesting details- maybe he wouldn't be disassembling it so soon, since he was sure he didn't want to miss any pertinent information, especially any which might aid in escaping. He'd thought he might have a chat with his roommate (whose name he still hadn't gotten) during dinner, but it seemed that idea had fallen through. Perhaps he'd have more luck with that the following night.

Where he wanted his luck focused currently was on the task he had on his mind: getting to the room where he and Kuukaku had found the pressurized tank. He'd cross the bridge of getting the tank back to his room once he had it in his grasp.

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