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The door broke down after a few good slams against it. It made it all the more clear that Tyki lacked the powers to simply pass through the damned thing, but there wasn't all that much he could do about that right now. Besides, there was something much more important on his mind right now; smokes!
Leaving the door open, he glanced around for a moment. He could make out the chaise lounge against the wall along with a bookshelf in the corner. Though the Noah liked reading once in a while, the books didn't really interest him right now. He figured that if there would be any cigarettes around, they'd be lying somewhere on the desk.
But not on it's surface, as Tyki eventually concluded after rummaging through it. The drawers were still left, and the Noah wouldn't leave the office before making sure there weren't any in there either. He pulled open the first one he could reach, dumping it's contents on the surface of the desk as he rummaged through it. One of its contents included a used ash tray (which only served to make the Noah more hopeful), and soon after a pack of cigarettes followed.
It was his lucky night!
"Finally some smokes!" he exclaimed to no one in particular, pleased he had finally found what he was looking for after nearly two nicotine-deprived days. It was half-empty, but right now Tyki was happy with anything.