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from here]Tolten tried to seem confident as he took the lead, proceeding further into the dark corridors. There had been nothing overtly threatening so far, but his heart was racing in his chest even so. He couldn't shake a sense of lurking danger, of shadowing hidden fear. He tried to tell himself he was being foolish, but experience told him
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A few paces ahead, the hall was almost empty. "Right out the front door," Morgan said, rolling the shoulder of her sword arm in preparation as she glanced at Guybrush. "Ready?"
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Lightning had little other reason to be here that wasn't just approaching the entry lobby right inside the front door, and so as quickly and cautiously as possible, that's exactly what she did, scanning the area with the narrow, yellowish beam of her lighting device and keeping a firm but easy grip on the hilt of the short sword in her other hand.
.... Of course, the set-up was, needless to say, by far against what she would consider ideal. She needed a proper sheath- not just for the sword, but especially for the knife at her side as well. If she was required to really move with the knife still stuck in the jacket, then the possibility of losing it and potentially hurting herself in the process was... very high. It was all just barely below the threshold of too risky entirely.
Perhaps she'd look into it somehow, but for now... she let out a soft breath, then pushed open the door to the entry room, stepping through as quietly as she could.
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As if Lightning really needed anything more to worry about? The young woman shook her head once she'd evacuated the front lobby, shining her light back and forth to make sure nothing had changed in the short time she'd spent away.
Of course, her problem now was the possibility that something could have changed which was no longer obvious. Clenching her teeth for what felt like the hundredth time already that night, she quickly moved back the way she'd originally come from, her attention to her surroundings about as high as it would go.
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Ted wandered after Tolten, glancing around at his surroundings and idly shining his flashlight at things as he walked.
"There's no magic in my world," he answered, shrugging. "But we will have some most outstanding inventions in the scientific realms. Like phone booths that can take you on excellent adventures through the circuits of time, anywhere you want to go. But it's only in the future that they'll be invented, and that's only if me and Bill save the world with our music. Right now, it's just boring school and stuff." He sighed.
[ I might be posting slow for a while; college term is ending soon and I'm tied up with settling admin stuff. /o\ ]
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"Without magic, I don't imagine man could survive without rather amazing inventions and machines," he went on, wishing he felt more sure of himself. Idle chatter certainly kept the bulk of the fear at bay, but did it distract from how utterly perplexed Tolten really was? "Apparently we - my people, that is - lived like that until just a decade or so before I was born."
The next bit made perfect sense to Tolten. When Ted mentioned saving the world at a later date, the young king thought he understood more of what was going on. "Ah, you're the province of prophecy!" That honestly brought a true smile to Tolten's face. There hadn't been any prophecies in Uhra for centuries, but a forsworn hero to save the world was a forsworn hero to save the world! Whatever world it was he came from ( ... )
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Anything would be possible, then, he thought. But it might also give bad guys the ability to do some egregiously heinous things, like dominate the world with evil superpowers and turn everyone into purple frogs. At least it would more interesting than green frogs, he decided. Green frogs were totally mundane.
Ted had no idea what 'province of prophecy' meant, but Tolten seemed to like it, so he just smiled in reply.
He appraised the door before them. It did look like a main door. Or at least a big one, and big doors tended to be main in some way or other.
He nodded. "Yeah, it does!"
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"Saints be praised, I think we may have luck on our side!" Though this much luck made the young king hesitate a moment. What if there was something terrible beyond those doors? A great giant monster or...something?
"And I pray I didn't curse us just then..." No sense in standing about wondering what was beyond the doors. Tolten approached them, noting once more the just slightly off sense of architecture in this place. "I...I suppose we'd best open them, then...."
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The next hall was, surprisingly, a lot less busy than the previous hallway. Wally wasn't sure how he felt about that, exactly, since people not being around just meant they were off getting attacked or whatever elsewhere, and it made him feel uncomfortable to know there was very little he could do about it all.
He tried to push the idea from his head as they walked. "I gotta admit, it's kind of a relief to be going on this run with someone who knows, well, me. It's hard to explain the whole metabolism thing sometimes, so I really don't mind the times when I don't have to make excuses."
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And that was just, you know, normally. He doubted it was much easier for Edward to suddenly have a window into Wally's mind when his thoughts were almost constantly distracted by how he hadn't eaten enough these last couple of days, so he was getting to be really, really hungry. Most people didn't have to deal with that so he doubted Edward would enjoy the new experience there ( ... )
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Well, even if he didn't know Venom from popular human culture, he was still an assassin. From the future. Honestly, Edward was glad he had moved past the whole theory that everyone here may really be crazy. Somehow it was easier to accept that fictional icons were becoming real - and Wally's theory from their last conversation almost made a reasonable amount of sense - than it was to accept that perhaps Landel, or Aguilar, or whatever government was controlling them was pumping money into brainwashing patients they were said fictional icons ( ... )
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"I can use whips and chains on top of that, but long-range magic is my main specialty," she added as they reached the central part of the hallway, just to be thorough. Now that they each knew what the other was capable of, they'd hopefully be able to work together cohesively if it came to a fight.
Rita stopped in front of the door to the Sun Room, listening for any signs of danger from the other side. When she didn't catch any, she looked to Taura. "You ready?" This was going to be Rita's first time traveling this route at night, but she'd heard enough to know what sort of danger could be waiting for them. Since Taura had been at the institute much longer than she had, she probably didn't need to be told to stay alert.
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That also made it obvious who should scout and who should cover; Taura couldn't do much if Rita was grabbed, but anyone grabbing Taura was in for more than they'd likely bargained for.
"I'll go first, but I won't leave without you." Her long legs made it easy to get ahead of her fellows, but she wasn't selfish. Just tall, and it was easier to help from a position of cover.
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