Distillation: 38 | Russell (Accidental)

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[The feed clicks on, a hand slapping down over it to stop it rattling. Russell is crouched on the floor just inside a door, back pressed firmly against the wall. The door is broken, giving a clear view of the hall outside. The floor shudders as a Big Daddy thunders closer. The Big Daddy disappears around a corner with a groan and the blond breathes

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[defendswithapen]

[Someone's watching intently, but he's smart enough not to call out, instead searching the background for a clue as to where Russell could be. There are dark circles under his eyes.]

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[Russ just snuck out of his hidey-hole to wander up to Suchong's clinic in search of more information on plasmids. It takes him a moment before he notices Fakir. He crouches down behind the doorframe again and gives the device a curious look, trying so very hard to control his twitching. It's not the twitching so much that he's worried about as the random outbursts.]

Fakir?

[defendswithapen]

[Well, that's definitely a relief.]

You alright?

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[He starts to nod but the resulting twitch makes his head smack into the doorframe. Russell winces hand going up to his head but at the last minute he slaps his hand over his mouth a muffled shout of something that sounds suspiciously like "cheese" barely stifled by his hand. He takes a moment to ensure there will be no more outbursts before he tries to respond.]

As long as I can control that and get by without drawing their attention I should be fine.

[defendswithapen]

[Damn experiment. Russell's twitching gets a bit of an odd look, and Fakir's eyes dart around nervously.]

Are you heading back to the lab?

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Yeah I will be as soon as I can get out of here

[Russell tilts his head... he's been so wrapped up in his research for Tsunade he hasn't really paid much attention to anything else this week. Now he realizes that he should've noticed something much earlier.]

Are you okay, Fakir?

[defendswithapen]

Yeah, I...

[He starts a little, staring at a vague point above him for a few moments before forcing his eyes back to the camera.]

I'm just going back to the lab.

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Okay... I'll see you back there soo -SPATULA- fuck.

[He is worried about you, Fakir, really... right now he's just trying to stay alive though so he offers a slightly sheepish look before cutting the feed, jamming the device into the bag with everything else so he can concentrate on getting around the Big Daddy unnoticed.]