[from here]It wasn't the the feel of broken cobblestones beneath her feet or the comforting feel of her armor that alerted Teresa that their adventure through Landel's teleportation holes had taken them to someplace she should have never been able to venture to again. And even though the sudden bright light blinded her for a few moments as her ( Read more... )

[ From here]From Doyleton back to their prison; though Homura didn't recognize the room itself, the set up marked it as an office. Though Homura himself hadn't been subjected to the daytime doctors that he could recall, it was possible that Hayashi or Teresa had. If so, they might recognize the room, and find something personally beneficial there ( Read more... )

[ From here]Homura stepped not into the open hall outside of the Sun Room, or even a corridor one might expect to find when heading out of what had likely been an office. Instead, a sweep of the area with his flashlight revealed a small room with wooden walls, filled with items like those the nurses issues sometimes when the escorted the patients ( Read more... )

[From here.]Shinji paused at the major hallway, playing the beam of his flashlight over the walls. This was familiar by now. He'd come through this hallway a couple times before and it was usually as far as he'd gotten into the institute at night. Usually he just stopped - he didn't particularly want to find out how far the corruption went or ( Read more... )

With her torso wrapped once again to hide the disfigurement left behind from her hybridization, Teresa found she was the first in the showers. It figured that the handlers would take care of her and her... unsightly mark before anyone else had a chance to catch a glimpse. It wasn't as if Teresa cared, unless it was someone she knew personally, ( Read more... )

[From here]Hime shielded her eyes with her free arm, not expecting how bright this room would be. After the halls lit only by flashlight and the basement's softer candlelight, the omnipresent brightness of this new room was in stark contrast ( Read more... )

[from here]With a little push from her hands on the top of the wall, Teresa gained enough momentum in her vault from the greenhouse yard to be a good couple feet away from the wall. Landing in a three-point stance, the large metal weapon barely clearing the ground, Teresa too a quick look around. She didn't see anything, didn't sense anything, ( Read more... )

[from here]Opening the door to the outside, Teresa clicked her light off. She was far more comfortable navigating by moonlight than she was the hand-held light. Placing the light into her waistband, she felt better with both her hands free. This meant she could draw her weapon easily should she need it ( Read more... )

[from here]Just as before, the office was fairly barren in furniture except for the impressive chair, the few pictures and the computer on the desk. Teresa swept her light around just to make sure before full moving into the room toward the desk. Again, she picked up one of the pictures of the dark-haired girl. Varying ages... whoever this girl ( Read more... )

It was time to go. Taura considered, one last time, taking the carryall from the box she'd discovered. But carryall was a misnomer -- it wasn't big enough to hold more than a wallet or a gun, and too fragile. It would only get in the way. If she needed a holster, someone should have mentioned it ( Read more... )