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Nightshift 49: Waiting Room/Lobby 1

May 25, 2010 00:28

[from here]Slipping through the door into the next room, Brainiac 5 frowned, his hand rising to his head as a sudden wave of dizziness swept over him. He felt a little thrown off, like suddenly losing a data stream during an analysis. "Did something just..." he began, but trailed off, uncertain if it was simply a side effect due to stress or ( Read more... )

s.t., brainiac 5

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toxicspiderman May 24 2010, 22:24:15 UTC

S.T. stepped through the door. His inner ear took a microsecond to catch up. The world lurched like he'd just taken a good-sized hit of nitrous, but no euphoria followed in it's wake. He took a deep breath. The world got its sea legs, but this wasn't a patio. The kid din't recognize it either -- what had his name been? Member of the Significant Moniker Club, but what had it been? Fuck. S.T. squinted at him. The pale circles tattooed on his forehead bobbed and dipped one last time like a car-lot searchlight extravaganza and then pointed to the answer. Brains -- no, Brainiac. Poor bastard. Then again, at least it had seemed accurate ( ... )

emotionl4arobot May 25 2010, 11:59:33 UTC

"Because you seemed to think going in this direction was a good idea," Brainiac 5 pointed out, frowning at the man's answer. "I thought that would mean you actually knew what was beyond the door, not that you were just picking a direction at random."

He sighed, checking over the room again. "It doesn't seem like there's much here of interest, however. I don't know if you had any plans for the night, but I promised a friend I'd look into a few things for him. So I don't want to remain here for too long." And not only because he still wasn't entirely certain if they'd really lost Grell. The supposed death god was surprisingly tenacious, after all.

Brainiac 5 glanced at the door they'd come through quickly, then shone his flashlight at the opposite door. "I suppose we should see what's in this direction."

toxicspiderman May 26 2010, 11:53:19 UTC

"Does this look like a patio to you? Besides, the door should be," S.T. said, pulling a sheaf of papers from the back pocket of his Levis. He turned on his heel and shone the flashlight directly at a section of wall ( ... )