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here]He was in no hurry to step into the room, shining his light across it first. It looked like--like what the map from the radio man had promised. A decontamination room. Places to wash and to change, presumably before whatever scientific horrors this place could devise were created or refined
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"If you're scared, kid, you can always wait outside. I'm sure it's safer there."
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"In other words, you can't defend your loot against a few human patients," he snapped, not bothering with tact. "As for your key, now that we're in here, your leverage is completely lost, John. If you don't have a decent suggestion, stay quiet."
Fortunately, Mark had a bit more of a rational idea, and Sasuke unknotted the shirt around his wrist with an irritated gesture. By the time he'd gotten it between the door and the frame, he'd already realised that he might have alienated a potential ally -- still, he couldn't bring himself to really regret it at the moment. John was annoying in too familiar a way.
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Leverage? And here Jack had thought he was doing a good deed by sharing whatever treasure might have been hidden away with these two saps. Hell, he hadn't even met Sasuke before this night, so who was he to take that attitude with him?
Actually, it was beginning to become clear, but the Fable didn't voice his suspicions. Mark had been the one to bring up this little adventure tonight in the first place, when Jack had seen him by the bulletin boards, hadn't he? At that point, he had already worked out all the details with Sasuke and the pair had made plans for this raid. Plans that Jack had never been a part of.
Those sneaky bastards.
Well, no wonder Jack had been treated like shit this whole evening. He really was simply the key to this room and nothing more. Both of them had their own agenda and Jack Horner was only a bit player. Jack Horner had news for them; he was always the star of whatever ( ... )
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"Fine," he said shortly, and stepped fully into the room, pointedly keeping both weapons in a nonagressive position. "John. I assume you're here for a reason, if Mark's bothering to keep you, and he's given me reason to trust his judgment. You haven't proven yourself to me, but I will act as your ally for the night, in which case you have no need to question me."
And as if that settled it, Sasuke took an expectant stance and waited for Mark to move, since he was the one who seemed to know the way. Actually, to Sasuke, that did settle it, and he didn't particularly see any reason why it wouldn't.
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Like Sasuke, he turned to Mark and waited to see what the other man, with his map, was planning and how this would benefit his interests.
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No. People swoon for the right to chase after his every order. But the old jealousy didn't quite sit right, and Mark dismissed the thought. It was bad enough arguing amongst the people here, he didn't need to be competing with shadows too.
"Something should be back here. A new set of doorways, past the showers. It may not be obvious. We want to try to open or break through them." He advanced into the room, shining the flashlight around to look for the entrances for the labeled elevator or staircase. "It will be at the back of the room."
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"What is it we're looking for?" He addressed Mark, though he noted Sasuke's sword. He wouldn't have minded having one of those for himself. Maybe he could ask where Sasuke got it. Or take it when the kid wasn't watching. Like he was ever watching. "Is there something special?"
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"Back here," he called, and slammed his flashlight down on one lock, the one for the room marked 'elevators'. A primitive sort of lift tube, if he remembered right. Another try, and it wouldn't budge. "This one seems to need a key. We can see if John's key works on more than one door," such a thing wasn't totally unlikely with these primitive doors, right? "I'm going to try breaking into the door beside it."
Going deeper into the web. Downstairs, downstairs, downstairs was what everyone was constantly talking about. It made upstairs particularly enticing. Of course, with no map, it would make further progress difficult, and this staircase might lead to the roof... but why would the roof be hidden so far out of the way? Something had to be up here.
[Sorry for slow, wanted clarification on desc. plus was at con, back now!]
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"This one feels like it'll give," he told Mark, and swung into a kick angled to strike just below the catch of the lock. If the same pattern held for this door as for the other breakable locks around the Institute, it shouldn't take more than two or three kicks -- and indeed, on the third hit, there was a distinctive cracking noise and the door swung open on silent hinges.
Sasuke didn't proceed directly into the new area, though, instead hefting his weapons to the ready and waiting. If he had two pairs of seeing eyes around, he might as well use them to check for danger instead of feeling it out himself.
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"I'll go up first." The staircases between the first and second floors were traveled enough that Mark didn't feel too squeamish about wandering back and forth on them, but this was something else. The odds were decent that he'd find nothing but a staircase leading to a door he couldn't pass through. Placing everything on those odds didn't make Mark comfortable, however. We're the best suited for this part, unless one of them's been holding out on us.
"If I find anything worthwhile, I'll call back down."
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That was as much as he'd hoped for. Better, even. For one thing, nothing had killed him on the staircase, or even tried, which was more than he'd hoped for. Most importantly, he'd confirmed a third-floor or roof door. What kind of roof has an elevator to it? He also had confirmed one key to enter this area.
They could look around some more and see if there was anything worth taking home, but he'd gotten his prize for the night. "It seems we've gone as far as we can with that key."
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This meant that keys were on the list of priorities, though, especially if there was a new area to be discovered.
"What about the other door?" He glanced over to where he'd last heard John's footsteps, waiting to see if the key worked on that door as well.
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