Night 41: Recreational Field

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[From here]Just as in the hallways inside the building, the field looked completely deserted. von Karma saw not a single person nor creature upon it. Far to the northwest was his destination: an old supply shed that contained items that he would find marginally useful to defend himself -- at least until he could acquire something better. As much

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Halfway there. As von Karma stalked along the side of the building, the outline of the second doorway came into his field of vision. Instantly, memories of what happened the last time he had entered it flooded his mind. That fleeting sense of imminent victory -- the prospect of finally obliterating the entire Edgeworth bloodline right in his very hands -- only to have it completely wrenched away from him by a certain spiky-haired nuisance. As he thought on his, his jaw clenched, and his eyes narrowed in stifled anger.

He became only vaguely aware of a gradual roaring sound in his mind, quite similar to that which he had experienced during his... disoriented state during that particular incident fifteen years ago. Thus, he almost noticed too late when an even louder noise suddenly snapped him into full consciousness. At the same time, four bright red beams illuminated the darkness of the field, and he quickly turned his head towards their source, fearing that he had tripped a security alarm.

...A car?! What was such a sinister-looking car doing in the middle of the field? Where had it come from? And... it was speeding directly towards him!

von Karma had little time to react. His trek to the activities shed now abandoned, his immediate goal was to retreat for a much safer area. Without delay, he bolted towards the west door leading back into the building, hoping that he was close enough to avoid this literal speed demon.

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Lockdown sped right past the human as he darted out of the way, cursing silently to himself. Had that human reacted a second too late, Lockdown would have had him.

The muscle car slammed on his brakes and turned his steering wheel hard, skidding against the ground and sending grass and dirt flying. He then hit the gas hard and sped in the direction the human was now heading. The human had gotten a good head start, though, which made Lockdown internally snarl. He revved his engine threateningly for good measure.

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von Karma just barely darted out of the path of this reckless driver as he headed for that door. The scorpion attack from last week had been bad enough, but somehow, this attack seemed infinitely worse, especially since there were no other possible targets to distract the offender. No simpering, idiotic detectives to run unwitting interference this time. It was just him and this lunatic, whose road rage rivaled that of the imbecilic motorists he usually encountered on a daily basis in Los Angeles.

Blotting out everything else around him but the insane driver, von Karma continued his mad dash for the door. He felt a whoosh of air just right behind him as his gnarled hands grasped onto the doorknob. There was no time to check for danger inside the building; as soon as the door opened, he rushed inside and slammed it shut behind him.

As he stopped briefly to catch his breath, he thought, Once I escape this hellhole, I shall see to it that that fool gets the book thrown at him for reckless driving. The fines his estate shall pay will undoubtedly resolve the city's financial woes.

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[ruthless_hunter]

Lockdown hit the brakes hard, just within a few feet of the building. Slag, the human got away. This was going to get his pay docked for sure.

Well, at least he'd given the man a good scare. Lockdown just loved seeing fear in others. It excited him, and brought out that natural predatory instinct in him.

The muscle car turned his lights off, drove back to his waiting spot near the edge of the field and went into stealth mode once more, lying in wait for whoever dared to try and cross this field.