Night 53: M51-M60 Hallway

[longlivetehking]

The doors had not even unlocked and Landel had already began granting them more examples of his cryptic rambles. Hnn. Perhaps Scar was growing paranoid after all this time, but it almost sounded as though as if he had yet another surprise in store for them, be it tonight or tomorrowThe doors finally unlocked, and the former lion moved into the

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[ham_fisted]

Even if she hadn't pushed down her pen so hard that it'd nearly torn a hole through her note, Gumshoe knew he might be in for a rough night from the second he learned they were heading over to Prosecutor von Karma's room. It was gonna be one of those nights where he wouldn't be able to get a single word in. (Like everything he said wasn't worth saying!) On the bright side, at least he didn't have to worry about getting enough sleep for tomorrow. But the most important thing of all was that it wasn't paperwork.

He'd have to follow her instructions to the letter tonight if he didn't want to be slapped in front of people and look like a loser, but it rarely worked out the way he wanted, even when he was trying real hard to watch for the warning signs: how she suddenly started glaring at him (or had a smirk on her face; either one of those)... how she paused in the middle of a sentence (when he got distracted or stopped listening; the number of times he'd almost gotten away with dozing whilst standing)... how she didn't try to interrupt him the whole time he told her a story...

Gumshoe had been thinking about just how bad this night was going to be when Dr. Landel's typical rant started out being less 'typical' and more 'outright confusing'. Couldn't he go one night without sounding crazy? Maybe they'd actually start believing what the nurses said if he stuck to one story. Charade... The detective couldn't have thought up a better word for it himself.

As for what 'The Eagle' was meant to stand for, he had absolutely no idea.

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