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The dressing room hasn't quite stopped it's strange pattern yet, and this Kaito took his sudden transportation to a giant mansion in stride. There was certainly a minimal amount of freaking out on his part, especially when he realized this place was fairly clean and looked completely untouched.
Upon some more exploration, he found his way to the first floor infirmary, which, for him, is almost like a god send. He was pretty sure they were running out of good first aid supplies, anyway, and there were only so many hospitals within reach that were still usable.
If anyone happens to drop by the infirmary and peek their head in, they'll find-- well, they'll find that it might be a bit difficult to get into the room, really. The door is locked and there's definitely a couch barricading it on the other side (though since the door swings out, as long as they can get it open, climbing over the couch shouldn't be a problem). If they do managed to get past that, they'll find Kaito, wearing his fair share of thick clothing (a bulky hoodie complete with a heavy jacket and thick boots), along with a shotgun strapped to his back. It doesn't stop there, though, as it looks like he also has two or three pistols tucked into his belt (and a fourth resting on the counter next to him), along with a sheathed katana and a pouch for carrying ammunition. A folded up bandanna is tied around his head, pulling his messier-than-usual bangs out of his eyes.
-- oh, and don't think too hard about those stains that dot his clothing.
As for what he's doing? He's going through the cabinets at a quick pace, taking out whatever he can find that would be useful (bandages, gauze, suturing tools, antiseptics, etc) and stuffing it in a beaten up duffel bag. He's glancing over his shoulder every so often, just in case.
This Kaito seems much twitchier than normal. Approach with caution.
Upon some more exploration, he found his way to the first floor infirmary, which, for him, is almost like a god send. He was pretty sure they were running out of good first aid supplies, anyway, and there were only so many hospitals within reach that were still usable.
If anyone happens to drop by the infirmary and peek their head in, they'll find-- well, they'll find that it might be a bit difficult to get into the room, really. The door is locked and there's definitely a couch barricading it on the other side (though since the door swings out, as long as they can get it open, climbing over the couch shouldn't be a problem). If they do managed to get past that, they'll find Kaito, wearing his fair share of thick clothing (a bulky hoodie complete with a heavy jacket and thick boots), along with a shotgun strapped to his back. It doesn't stop there, though, as it looks like he also has two or three pistols tucked into his belt (and a fourth resting on the counter next to him), along with a sheathed katana and a pouch for carrying ammunition. A folded up bandanna is tied around his head, pulling his messier-than-usual bangs out of his eyes.
-- oh, and don't think too hard about those stains that dot his clothing.
As for what he's doing? He's going through the cabinets at a quick pace, taking out whatever he can find that would be useful (bandages, gauze, suturing tools, antiseptics, etc) and stuffing it in a beaten up duffel bag. He's glancing over his shoulder every so often, just in case.
This Kaito seems much twitchier than normal. Approach with caution.