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Sesshoumaru had not been in the building for nearly long enough to really know it, and his knowledge had not been expanded yesterday as it might otherwise have been, because of the poisons that had been fed into his system - poisons that somehow worked, which had been a disconcerting and unpleasant experience. In the end, though, all
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Once Ema arrived in the Main Hallway, she stopped and looked around. She couldn't make out anything beyond moving shadows in the darkness, but at least she was out in the open where she could be found. Shifting her weight awkwardly, she played with the strap of her bag while she waited for luck or chance to kick in. Hopefully, she would be found by a friendly face before a monster noticed that she was easy prey and took the opportunity to strike.
The more she waited and thought about it, the more her doubts slowly transformed into dreaded certainties. This was a bad idea. Lana was going to have a conniption fit, and rightly so. Ema hadn't even left a note for her older sister should she stop by, which in hindsight was poor planning. Lana was probably worried sick, assuming she was still in the Institute at all. What if she had been released? The possibility was awful, but that didn't mean it didn't exist. For all Ema knew, she had been out for days. Lots of things could have changed between then and now--for ( ... )
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Shifting her weight, Ema replied, "I just woke up after being asleep for... awhile. I didn't want to be trapped by myself in my room, so I came out here and hoped that I would find someone I know." The plan sounded stupid when she said it out loud, even stupider than it had sounded in her head. However, she saw no reason to lie to this person. He was reaching out to her and so far, that had worked out well for her.
"I'm Ema. What's your name?"
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Ema didn't look like she was afraid of him, either; in fact, she seemed a little too friendly toward someone she'd never met before. Another cause of concern.
"It's too dangerous to be standing out here alone. How long have you been here?" He meant the question in two ways: how long had Ema been standing in this hallway by herself, and how long had she been in this institute to begin with. So far, Zero was getting the impression that both answers would be not very long.
Then again, this place had a way of surprising him
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After a long pause, during which Ema shifted her weight awkwardly while looking around (and seeing not much of anything), she decided to stop fussing and start getting something done. What sort of scientific investigator would she be if she simply cowered in the dark, even after being approached by someone with the potential to help her? "What day of the week is it? The last I remember, it was early Sunday." She braced ( ... )
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"I...couldn't tell you that," Zero replied a little apologetically, "I'm at a loss for time myself. I just got here last night, and I haven't heard anything about what day of the week it is." Or maybe he had and just ignored the details. Right now, knowing what year it was was more helpful to him than knowing what day of the week it was.
He paused a moment to think. "...But if you've been here long enough to know any routines, they made us take showers and...color pictures today." There was an obvious frown on his face when he said those last few words. No, he was never going to get over how dumb that whole arts and crafts hour had been. But otherwise, hopefully that tidbit of information was enough to answer the girl's question.
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"There was an announcement before the evening meal about a Code 1-8. Nothing else." He wasn't sure what 'Code 1-8' was, but maybe the girl did. Were there usually important announcements before night started? He didn't remember hearing one the night he woke up here. Perhaps that had been because he'd woken up after lights out, like Ema was saying happened to her. Made sense.
...Now Zero was tempted to start asking her questions about where she came from and why she was here. But he would hold off on that for now.
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Readjusting her bag and giving Zero a small smile, Ema started to answer his concern about the need for a weapon. "I don't know where weapons are, exactly. But there seems to be a lot of storage upstairs; maybe we can find one up there?" A pause. "Unless, of course, you know where you're going." For all Ema knew, Zero had received directions or some other instructions during the day. If he had, that would be better to follow than her vague direction.
"Thank you."
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... A-alright, if she was sure. Zero reluctantly backed away a couple steps to stand at Ema's side, and he remained silent as 'Mr. Dent' began conversing with the girl. Meanwhile, he continued to stare at the other man with a stony expression. It was simply his way of letting 'Mr. Dent' know one thing, should he reveal himself to be an enemy after all: I've got my eye on you. After all, the Reploid-now-human wasn't ready to shake off his doubts about this half-face man, not until after he'd gotten a chance to know him and his intentions a little better. Maybe he was judging looks too harshly here, but Ema's safety was his priority at the moment. Not to mention ( ... )
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