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Nightshift 24 - Courtyard
[from here]Without much difficulty, Xemnas finally reached the courtyard. His orange eyes scanned his surroundings as he carefully moved though the darkness, on his guard for a possible ambush. He had not put on his flashlight, as it would attract unwanted attention. The Superior didn't want any unnecessary distractions, after all
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"What on Thundera..." she breathed. Of course, her first instinct was to try to help. That was the usual Thundercat intent after all; aid the weak and protect the innocent and such. She had barely gotten a few more steps, however, before logic took over. That pyramid... Mumm-ra lives in a pyramid like that She thought, her blood running cold. She knew very little about the monster ahead but she in the past thirty seconds she had managed to grasp two very important concepts:
1. The creature was probably unfriendly and
2. The creature was dangerous.
Anything bearing any resemblence at all to Mumm-ra had to be treated with the utmost caution. Even Lion-O could barely defeat him without backup and that was with the aid of the Sword of Omens and the Eye of Thundera. Jumping into the fray, although it was her first idea, would do no good while she was unarmed and basically helpless. She needed more information, or at least a weapon with which to protect herself. However...
The beast was slow, so she knew she had one advantage. She was confident that no matter how fast that strange beast's victim could run, she could run faster. Cheetah-like speed did have its advantages, after all. Cheetara's muscles tensed as her eyes flicked over the grounds. If all else failed, she could try to capture its attention and make a run for it to draw him off. If all else failed. No weaponry, no armor of any kind. If she had to act, it would be difficult.
She glanced at Lyta, almost as an afterthought. Then again... Lyta was the leader of this expedition, at least in her eyes. From her stance it looked as if she wasn't about to do anything about the monster or its victim. Hmm. She decided not to risk talking, but looked inquisitively at her roommate. What I do? The Thundercat thought desperately. Jaga, help me!
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His proper senses told him to stay put; after all, he only had a few measly syringes and cruddy glass knives. But sensing the air of violence roused that familiar lust within him; not just out of his previous desires to prove himself better than the rest of his group, but to go in just for the sport of it.
He really wanted to spill a little blood tonight. Did it matter whose?
He ventured to touch Lyta's arm, thinking loudly and quickly to distract from other thoughts- "Do we partake in the fun?"
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He was pretty sure that the Katana could be used at least to some effect against the pyramid head creature. It wasn't like it was made out of metal, or armored the way that monster had been outside the experiment rooms. He wondered if he should have wanted to save people from the monster... but that desire just wasn't there.
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But she wasn't foolish or naive enough to risk the rest of the unit for one man , not without warning or preparation.
"Do we leave him to die?"
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