Nightshift 38: Basement, Weapons Range
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If Ophelia had been expecting something even more exciting than the armour and weapons in the next room, she was sorely disappointed. As she stepped out into the room and gazed about, all she could see seemed to be rows upon rows of wooden practice dummies, similar to the ones she had first practiced on during her early training with the Organization. The lighting was interesting; it was almost like daylight in the room, though she knew it was still the middle of the night. But other than that, it seemed boring.
Of course, boring could simply be a cover. In fact, it more than likely was, which kept Ophelia hopeful that something interesting would happen next.
"I don't see the point in having these here for us. Why when we could simply walk around them?" she wondered, stepping up toward one of the dummies. She grinned darkly at it, almost expecting it to grin back. "Something's up, and I want to know what."
If Ophelia had been expecting something even more exciting than the armour and weapons in the next room, she was sorely disappointed. As she stepped out into the room and gazed about, all she could see seemed to be rows upon rows of wooden practice dummies, similar to the ones she had first practiced on during her early training with the Organization. The lighting was interesting; it was almost like daylight in the room, though she knew it was still the middle of the night. But other than that, it seemed boring.
Of course, boring could simply be a cover. In fact, it more than likely was, which kept Ophelia hopeful that something interesting would happen next.
"I don't see the point in having these here for us. Why when we could simply walk around them?" she wondered, stepping up toward one of the dummies. She grinned darkly at it, almost expecting it to grin back. "Something's up, and I want to know what."