full_score
in
damned
Nightshift 35: West Wing, North Hall 1-B
((From here.))
As Claude continued up the hallway, he made sure to walk slowly and quietly. So far it looked like he was the only person around here, making him an easy target in an ambush or something. A small part of him realized he didn't have the same knack for spotting an incoming attack like Ashton or Dias. Still, that didn't mean he couldn't at least try, right? Maybe the limitations Landel's had placed on him made him sub-par in some people's eyes, but he would still do his best.
His flashlight passed over an entrance into another block of rooms, and the blond paused. Was this where he needed to go? There was only one way to find out.
After briefly casting a glance over his shoulder, Claude ventured into the next hallway.
((To here.))
As Claude continued up the hallway, he made sure to walk slowly and quietly. So far it looked like he was the only person around here, making him an easy target in an ambush or something. A small part of him realized he didn't have the same knack for spotting an incoming attack like Ashton or Dias. Still, that didn't mean he couldn't at least try, right? Maybe the limitations Landel's had placed on him made him sub-par in some people's eyes, but he would still do his best.
His flashlight passed over an entrance into another block of rooms, and the blond paused. Was this where he needed to go? There was only one way to find out.
After briefly casting a glance over his shoulder, Claude ventured into the next hallway.
((To here.))