Nightshift 19 - F1 Hall
Another night in this place. And, if the intercom was to be believed, more experimentation. Lust realized that she needed to learn the fake names of her companions, to be on the lookout for things such as this. She knew her supposed name, but no others. Ah well. She could only hope that Scar, Dias or River weren't among the ones taken. And pray that perhaps her master was.
As it was, she had told Ginji she'd find him that night. Perhaps she'd pick up one of the others along the way. River, at least, would be around here somewhere. Lust slid on her metal knuckle claws and headed out into the hallway, flashlight in hand.
The man on the intercom seemed in rare form tonight. That never boded well.
As it was, she had told Ginji she'd find him that night. Perhaps she'd pick up one of the others along the way. River, at least, would be around here somewhere. Lust slid on her metal knuckle claws and headed out into the hallway, flashlight in hand.
The man on the intercom seemed in rare form tonight. That never boded well.