Nightshift 44: M81-M90 Hallway
[M88]
Was it just him, or did it sound like the Head Doctor was trying to play the part of the the good guy in this scenario?
Leon had already pulled out his materials for the night. He sat on the edge of his bed, staring up at the now silent intercom as though it might provide answers to all his new questions at any moment. If the man on the radio really was responsible for what had happened to everyone over the past couple nights, then that removed his good guy status, didn't it? However, that didn't make Landel any better. As far as the patients were concerned, it was just one unfortunate position over another.
Protection? He doubted it.
The only real protection anyone could receive here right now was the type he was hoping to help provide, if indirectly. That's what those who'd signed up on the board had wanted, wasn't it - to be able to protect others? They'd be able to do that better with a weapon than he would with a couple of weak spells.
He'd wait for Cissnei now, and hope he wasn't getting in over his head. The last thing he needed was Dias' I-told-you-so.
Was it just him, or did it sound like the Head Doctor was trying to play the part of the the good guy in this scenario?
Leon had already pulled out his materials for the night. He sat on the edge of his bed, staring up at the now silent intercom as though it might provide answers to all his new questions at any moment. If the man on the radio really was responsible for what had happened to everyone over the past couple nights, then that removed his good guy status, didn't it? However, that didn't make Landel any better. As far as the patients were concerned, it was just one unfortunate position over another.
Protection? He doubted it.
The only real protection anyone could receive here right now was the type he was hoping to help provide, if indirectly. That's what those who'd signed up on the board had wanted, wasn't it - to be able to protect others? They'd be able to do that better with a weapon than he would with a couple of weak spells.
He'd wait for Cissnei now, and hope he wasn't getting in over his head. The last thing he needed was Dias' I-told-you-so.