Night 50: M-A BLOCK HALLWAY
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With the ring on his finger and no meeting planned for the evening, Luke realized he was more aware of his surroundings than ever. The typical need to slip through the halls automatically left him, and was replaced by his eyes open and body ready to approach anyone he saw before him. Luke knew that most people would be going about their evenings the same way as always. Some would be expecting friends, and others would be following up on leads. The jumble of information in his head since he arrived made him wonder if any of these people would hesitate to talk to him, and to listen. Only during these hours did it feel like they could communicate without the censorship of the nurses. Only during these hours did they have the opportunity to talk, and maybe even to understand.
But there was still a daunting fear in the back of his mind about everyone being too stubborn to work together. They were all trapped here, and in the end, they might turn out to be idiots like Asch could be sometimes. Not that Asch was an easy subject to consider. As easily as he considered his original, he pushed all thoughts of him out of his mind. He knew Asch didn't decide to suddenly leave once they decided to work together, but he couldn't help but wish they had reconciled some understanding sooner. If so, maybe the two of them could work together for everyone. They could have had a lot more done before Natalia was pulled here. Stubbornness aside, Luke knew that would be the last thing that his original would want.
Surely there was someone else here who would be receptive to what he had to say, and what theories he had bouncing around his head. Were Jade still around-and given the man's lack of response and otherwise stalwart behavior, Luke realized the odds that he was gone were high-he would produce these theories for him, but he was gone now. Support was good, but he needed to move on these things, and he worried that Guy and Anise were too embittered by their time there to try and slide the facets of information together like the puzzle pieces they seemed to be.
But then again, there was no one out in the hall when Luke stepped out and plodded through. His steps were careful, and he mentally noted how strange it felt for the ring on his finger to clink against the flashlight that finger wrapped around. Better to keep moving then. No one was here, and though people were undoubtedly preparing to leave their rooms at this moment, he didn't want to ambush anyone awkwardly.
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With the ring on his finger and no meeting planned for the evening, Luke realized he was more aware of his surroundings than ever. The typical need to slip through the halls automatically left him, and was replaced by his eyes open and body ready to approach anyone he saw before him. Luke knew that most people would be going about their evenings the same way as always. Some would be expecting friends, and others would be following up on leads. The jumble of information in his head since he arrived made him wonder if any of these people would hesitate to talk to him, and to listen. Only during these hours did it feel like they could communicate without the censorship of the nurses. Only during these hours did they have the opportunity to talk, and maybe even to understand.
But there was still a daunting fear in the back of his mind about everyone being too stubborn to work together. They were all trapped here, and in the end, they might turn out to be idiots like Asch could be sometimes. Not that Asch was an easy subject to consider. As easily as he considered his original, he pushed all thoughts of him out of his mind. He knew Asch didn't decide to suddenly leave once they decided to work together, but he couldn't help but wish they had reconciled some understanding sooner. If so, maybe the two of them could work together for everyone. They could have had a lot more done before Natalia was pulled here. Stubbornness aside, Luke knew that would be the last thing that his original would want.
Surely there was someone else here who would be receptive to what he had to say, and what theories he had bouncing around his head. Were Jade still around-and given the man's lack of response and otherwise stalwart behavior, Luke realized the odds that he was gone were high-he would produce these theories for him, but he was gone now. Support was good, but he needed to move on these things, and he worried that Guy and Anise were too embittered by their time there to try and slide the facets of information together like the puzzle pieces they seemed to be.
But then again, there was no one out in the hall when Luke stepped out and plodded through. His steps were careful, and he mentally noted how strange it felt for the ring on his finger to clink against the flashlight that finger wrapped around. Better to keep moving then. No one was here, and though people were undoubtedly preparing to leave their rooms at this moment, he didn't want to ambush anyone awkwardly.
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