[Night 10] Cafeteria

[wayward_father]

[From Here]Stepping into the large expansive Cafeteria, he peered around for signs of other prisoners. There were a few, but they seemed to be busy with other matters. He didn't concern himself with them as he began to walk down the main hallway towards the area where they were fed. He suspected that there would be a locked door there, and that it

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[aiursfavoredson]

Tassadar hadn't lingered when Hohenheim was off and away towards the cafeteria. He gave a quick glance to Natsume, seeing that the child could move on his own, before moving off in front to remain close to Hohenheim's retreat.

Stepping into the large cafeteria, Tassadar's attention roamed throughout the room. There didn't appear to be any signs of danger outside of the other prisoners, but they didn't seem to a threat to them, yet.

'Indeed it is,' The Protoss warrior murmured while his large form trailed behind Hohenheim, 'Mayhap we'll be fortunate enough to not have any undead visitors this eve.'

[wayward_father]

Moving to the right, Hohenheim noted that the door to the serving area was already open so simply passed through. He walked around the actual serving area, noting the metal there and how it could be used. Perhaps if he had time and energy, he would make Tassadar another weapon, something with extended reach

[aiursfavoredson]

The templar glanced down towards the weapon Hohenheim had made for him on the previous night. It was definitely shorter than the general zealot beam blades, and while it had been a number of decades since he'd last used such devices, Tassadar did find it a little on the short side.

'It does differ from the shape and length of a typical Protoss hand weapon, but it will suffice,' Tassadar softly murmured before returning his attention over to Hohenheim, 'We have far more important items to focus our attention onto.'

He fell silent as Hohenheim set to work on the lock. It didn't take his ally long at all to create the key, and soon enough the door was unlocked. Holding out his large hand as a gesture to give his friend pause, the large warrior murmured, 'I will enter in first.'

The last thing he desired was for Hohenheim to sustain any level of injury, after all.

[Cautiously moving into here]