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human_sponge March 14 2011, 17:27:13 UTC
That was actually a good question. Were all the nurses gone, or had they just been shunted off to the medical wing? It would be stupid to get rid of all of them when people were clearly getting injured left and right here, so Peter wasn't completely convinced that they'd all been let go. Unless they had enough military officers who were also trained in first aid, it didn't make sense.

"I'm not sure if they're gone or if they just aren't out and about as much as they used to be, but they've definitely been replaced for the most part. And it all happened yesterday." There had been some build-up to the event before that, mainly through Landel's nervous ramblings, but he didn't really need to get into that.

Peter only noticed the woman who was stalking through the room when he realized how Firo had reacted to her, but before he could make any sort of guess about it the officer started bellowing at them, ordering them to the next part of the day.

He sighed and looked back to Firo. "Looks like you're off the hook with the cleaning, at least. Usually they use the intercom system, but this is basically what the day is like. They shuffle us from place to place." Which meant that their time to talk was up, but Peter wasn't going to let the kid go without a few more warnings. "If you do decide to go out at night, find the flashlight in your room and don't wander around on your own. I know it might sound crazy, but take at least that much precaution and then you'll see for yourself." He didn't mean to be cryptic, but he also knew that his words only meant so much at the moment.

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immortale March 16 2011, 00:04:36 UTC
Yesterday? It had happened that fast? The guards-the military?-really seemed to be throwing their weight around like they were guaranteed to get their way, so Firo would have thought that they'd been in charge for longer than a day...

Then again, he thought, throwing another sidelong glance at their guns, they've got ways of making sure they're obeyed. Most people wouldn't want to get shot.

When the warden dismissed them, Firo set the brush aside and stood up, dusting off his pants, which were now sporting wet spots at the knees where he'd gotten too close to the wet floor. He wasn't sure where the courtyard was supposed to be, but-between Peter's words and the soldiers hurrying every which way to escort prisoners-he figured that wasn't going to be a problem for long.

"Thanks for the advice, Peter," he said. In spite of himself, he had started quickly believing that there was at least a chance everything Peter had said was true-no matter how crazy some of it had sounded. "I'll keep that in mind."

A moment later, two guards strode forward (one of them the soldier from earlier), one heading for each of them. Firo gave Peter one last look and a brief wave before following the soldier he recognized.

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