Nightshift 39: West Wing, South Hall 2-B

[lady_general]

[From here]Celes came to a stop at the firmly locked door at the end of the hall. The general examined the door and put her hand on it, testing the knob. Hm, perhaps not so firmly locked as she thought. It would attract attention if she kicked it, but she did have her hairpins, after all. Pulling one from her hair, and hoping that Locke's little

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[trapdetected]

[from here.]

"But it would be desirable if both could be found."

More emptiness. This was starting to become somewhat unnerving, but she would take it over something like trouble coming for them. Naoto had her flashlight, so they were okay.

"I admit, though," she said, glancing curiously at the first two doors to be passed by; one of them already seemed to have been used... no, more like broken into with force. With a frown, Naoto realized there might be more locked doors ahead of them. They wouldn't be too much of an obstacle, with the right equipment, but right now she wasn't sure if she had that. Oh well, where there's a will, there's a way. "I would like the latter more. It sounds as though there might be a lot of information about the institute already, but as it stands now, there hasn't been a place found where we can put it to good use. If such a thing exists, then it's imperative that we find it."

[sheisthecause]

Meche nodded again, although Naoto was still sounding a little vague to her mind. "So you're looking for a way to get at Landel?" she clarified. Bad guys here were so evil that you weren't even on a first-name basis with them.

She caught Naoto's frown and followed her gaze to the broken lock. How had they gotten through here before? They hadn't made it until the end of the night; by then, the doors in their way had been standing open. Anything that had started out locked must already have been gotten through. Did they fix the locks every day, or what?

Well, the map did say there were two ways into the labs. Hopefully at least one of them would have been taken care of by now.

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"Naturally," Naoto responded, her voice falling monotonous for the simple reply. Well, wasn't that much obvious? Refraining from giving Meche a flat look, instead she gestured vaguely with her free hand as she spoke, giving far more attention as to what was ahead of her. "Unless, say, you could tell me there's another reason why such investigations are pursued in the first place. But with the majority of the populace wishing to escape, it would be ludicrous to assume there is."

Approaching the door at the end of the hall, Naoto noticed that this one, too, had been opened. Not in the same fashion as the one at the other end; if the sound of voices ahead had been any indication, then they had been already beaten to whatever had to be done to pry the door open, if it had to be at all. "Ah," she said pleasantly. "It looks like we got lucky."

[sheisthecause]

Meche considered. Of course taking Landel down would be Manny's goal--probably for personal revenge as much as for the fact that it looked like the only way to get everyone out of here. You had to hit the corruption at its roots, after all. But it didn't necessarily follow that everyone else would be after the man at the top too. Individuals might be able to slip through the cracks without any effort at getting rid of the system itself

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With a nod, implying Naoto was satisfied with the response, she passed through the doorway.

[to here.]