Nightshift 32: Main Hall, 2-East
[from here]
This should be the last hallway they needed. Kurikara blocked out the snatches of conversation he'd heard in the previous hallway. Not his concern, not now.
Once he reached the far wall, he paused, listening for any more activity. Murakumo was still balanced deftly against his shoulder. He only needed one hand to wield it, and a part of him was hoping for the opportunity.
When nothing leaped to the attack, he moved on.
[to here]
This should be the last hallway they needed. Kurikara blocked out the snatches of conversation he'd heard in the previous hallway. Not his concern, not now.
Once he reached the far wall, he paused, listening for any more activity. Murakumo was still balanced deftly against his shoulder. He only needed one hand to wield it, and a part of him was hoping for the opportunity.
When nothing leaped to the attack, he moved on.
[to here]