Nightshift 43: Courtyard
[from here]Landing in the courtyard, Yousuke immediately had his flashlight out, checking the grounds for anything that might jump right out at them. The chances of any place outside being safe enough for him and Souji to have their conversation in peace were slim, but this would at least get them away from whatever was in the yard they'd come
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KABOOM.
Just as Grell had turned about to scold the man for waiting, there was a large explosion - the sort that just didn't happen everyday. Or really, shouldn't. For a moment, Grell thought the girl's cannon had destroyed the wall, but when he looked back over his shoulder, that was just fine. The Institute on the other hand? Was currently missing its roof, sending huge hulking birds up into the air. That...wasn't good.
Swinging the chainsaw around, the death god regained his footing and whistled low, staring up at the destruction. He hoped someone died in that. Being crushed beneath rubble was a terrible way to go - bloody, painful and prolonged. A beautiful death, really. "The usual things they have in a shed, silly." Or so he hoped. Weapons of some sort, most likely. He needed gas and oil and the rest could take care of itself. Already he could hear the harmony of the chainsaw falling out of tune when he turned it on. Likely the result of the amount of blood he'd given it last night to drink. And if Giovanni was hoping to annoy him, he failed. After witnessing that destruction? Little could get his spirits down again. "What? Do you not have sheds in your little paradise?"
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