Nightshift 30: Experimental Treatments Laboratory

[wishescankill]

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"This place is creepy," Anya noted uneasily.

Something in the corner caught her eye as she turned back to the other Scoobies. "Hey, look Willow," she pointed out. "There's a computer. If you won't use magic, why don't you try and see if you can do something other than be keeper of the map."

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Angel found himself looking over at Anya upon her remark about Xander, but decided that this was yet one more thing he didn't want to ask for details about. Though if he thought about it, he could see why they might've been a good match for each other. They both talked too much.

But Anya was right about the computer. If anybody could hack into the system, it was Willow.

"Check that door over there," he said to Anya, gesturing to his left as he wandered over to the cabinets.

Aside from the needles, though, there wasn't anything of particular use stored in there. He shut the cabinets and eyed the door to his right instead. He could actually hear something coming from behind there. It didn't sound friendly.

His gaze didn't leave the door. "We may not want to be here longer than we have to."

[light_wicca]

Willow took a quick moment when they entered the apparent laboratory to survey the room. It looked very much like one of those torture rooms in the movies, with evil hospitals and patients strapped to beds. The only difference was that she couldn't see any of the foreboding equipment that was usually left out on tables, which made her feel a little bit better

[wishescankill]

Angel's suggestion wasn't a bad one. While he looked through the cabinets, Anya headed for the left door, since there weren't any weird noises coming from there like there were from the right door.

The door took a bit of hitting before it would open, but finally she broken the lock and went inside.

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Willow still looked just as absorbed in her work. Not wanting to disturb her, Angel set one of the scalpels by the keyboard with only a quiet, "Here," before moving off to examine the area further. He really wanted to know what was behind that door over there-because whatever it was, it was very much alive-and if he'd been here alone, he'd have taken his chances already. As it was, he didn't want to risk releasing anything dangerous onto Willow and Anya. Not in a room where there seemed to only be one exit.

There were two more doors, as well, but Willow had said that all that was up there was the morgue. Examining some corpses could probably be saved for a little later.

After a moment, he leaned against the side of one of the beds to wait, hoping Willow would be able to dig out something from that computer soon.

[rappigs]

[ from here ]Ah, finally here. Peony put his hands on his hips, nodding to himself satisfactorily. "Ha, okay. Now this is as far as I've been, but there were some doors I wanted to try

[multiweapon]

Then that first room wasn't the room they were looking for. Good. He'd figured that the first "room" they came to would be it, but if there was some other place that bore the possibility of finding something he wasn't going to complain about it. Onward he proceeded with the rest of them, to the next place that was supposedly their initial destination.

When they entered the room his attention was drawn first to where the blond had gone. As Peony delightedly showed himself and Siegfried his treasure--a needle--the rouge was less than thrilled. "..Huh." He didn't really see how that object was of use to anyone here. Hopefully they weren't there just to collect random junk; he wanted something useful, something that could tell him what had happened to his friends and the outside world

[requiemforasoul]

[Sorry for not posting this last night! My internet at home completely died so I wasn’t able to :(]

As the three of them moved into the room, Siegfried could hear the Head Doctor’s taunts once again on the intercom, something about a body in the morgue. If he remembered rightly, they were quite close by the morgue, but quite frankly he did not want to go looking for a dead body. He had a good idea as to whose it was.

Looking around the room, it seemed as though the majority of items that may have been found there had been cleared away. In the corner he could see a desk with a strange square object that he didn’t recognise. He was considering going over to find out what it was when he heard the kick Haseo gave to the cabinet, and he returned his attention back to where the other two were stood.

“Any reason for that?”

[rappigs]

Peony had seemingly discounted any words that had come over the intercom, though he really had heard every word - he just hadn't physically reacted to it at all. What did the doctor expect them to do? Go to the morgue, like he'd said? Whatever would they find there? Zombies?! Yeah. Thaaaat sounded fun.

He was trying to think of exactly how to take all the cool stuff he'd be getting. He didn't exactly have a bag, did he? Well.. hmm. He stared at the needle quizzically, wondering what to do.

The emperor was about to say something, maybe ask them to move on, when Haseo kicked the cabinet. And Siegfried had reacted with the obvious question. Peony, on the other hand, didn't really care why. But that was awesome! Who just walked into a room and kicked stuff like that? This kid was fantastic. Oh, man. He couldn't help but laugh. "Good job, Haseo. Here's hoping that wasn't a display of anger. I hear it's better to let it out gradually than all in one burst

[jei]

[from here]

Farfarello spared a brief glare for the group still lingering in what was obviously the main room of the lab, but even a quick examination of the room told him that there wasn't enough storage in here for what he really wanted. The two doors off to the side had more promise, and it seemed both had already been broken open.

Swearing all but silently, Farfarello stormed through the nearest door, wondering if everything of use had been picked over already.

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well done

[anonymous]

thats it, brother