Nightshift 60: West Wing, South Hall 1-B
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Taura pondered the announcement she'd just heard as she jogged down another empty hallway. Who was she? Jill? Who he'd tortured himself, though that could have been an act on her part as well? Whose side had she been on? And what could have happened to her that would be permanent ( Read more... )
Taura pondered the announcement she'd just heard as she jogged down another empty hallway. Who was she? Jill? Who he'd tortured himself, though that could have been an act on her part as well? Whose side had she been on? And what could have happened to her that would be permanent ( Read more... )
As he pressed onward, his thoughts too him to the last time he'd run this course to bring back the Piano. There had been meat involved, and others of the Straw Hats in that endeavor. Yes, he'd had help too in getting the piano and the food back to the patient blocks. He couldn't help but think the trip might not be that easy with just himself.
He paused just before he would have entered into the main hallway, lost in thought as he looked back. Perhaps something from a room would help in this endeavor? As strong as he believed he was, it would be a feat to get a piano of all things such a distance.
"What to doooo..." he hummed, tilting his head back and forth.
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