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[donereasoning]

[He has spent days behind a locked, iron door, interacting only with those passing by or the damned orderlies. He was restrained like a dog, growing madder and madder as time went by. He has slammed himself into doors and walls just to get the static out of his mind. His efforts were in vain; it's all he can hear now

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[oopskaitomybad]

Look out!

[oopskaitomybad]

[Haku looks out.

And there is a Kaito standing in the middle of this corridor she's just entered. Granted, it's hard to tell them apart when everyone has the same clothes, but even if it's not KaITO, his mannerisms are enough. She turns tail and bolts.]

[donereasoning]

[He hears something scurrying away and turns to see what it was.

Her? Was it the same one? He walks after her, in the same direction she's running. Not bothering to run, because playing a game of chase is just a waste of time.]

[oopskaitomybad]

O-oh no. Cubie, he's following us. Where do I go? H-help....

[donereasoning]

[Leisurely walking, walking, walking. Maybe it really is her, then. It would be fun to catch her too.]

Are you a company employee? [he taunts.]

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[oopskaitomybad]

No, no, no-

[oopskaitomybad]

Get it together - he can run forever like this. You have to lose him, find a hiding place. Just like always.

[oopskaitomybad]

...Anything you say.

[she'll attempt to pick up her speed.]

[donereasoning]

[Oh, is she still going? Perhaps he'll speed up too.]

[oopskaitomybad]

[well, it's now or never. She has to duck into a room, any room, while she still has a head start.

... and of course, it's a corpse room.

Actually, this isn't too bad, because of one word: camouflage. She gets behind the stack to play possum.]

[donereasoning]

[He didn't see the room she ducked into, so he goes for the next best thing; kicking open all the doors in the hallway.

The sound of the doors slamming is louder as he approaches. When he gets to her room, he does the same -- kick the door in. How good is her ability to play possum?]

[oopskaitomybad]

[Well, she made sure to lie down on her stomach so that no facial twitches or breathing could be seen. But she didn't have time to cover herself with blood or anything. She could be a robot Haku like this, though. When she hears the door open, she silently holds her breath. So it's also a matter of how long he stays.]

[donereasoning]

[He scans the room, checking the piles of bodies. He doesn't stay for too long, though. Before you know it, he's moved on and kicking down the rest of the doors in the hallway.

Soon enough, it's silent. He has moved onto different targets now.]

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[oopskaitomybad]

[once it's fallen silent, she cautiously gets up, using the wall as support. Ugh, she was laying there for a while, so now she's covered in fluids - blood, black oil, whatever. A black handprint is left on the wall.

She eyes the door dully.]

That was too close. I'm glad he didn't kill you.

... Me too.

[she sighs]

But now I have to stop him.

What? Don't even think about that. You were lucky enough that you found this room. Hunting him down? It's suicide!

...

Let's just stay here together, okay? Nobody will come inside of a room like this. We can be safe.

... N-No, I can't ... I can't do that.

Then you'd better find some other way to keep safe.

[Haku stares at the bodies. She really doesn't want to end up like them, that's for sure.

After a quiet moment of thought, she stands up and starts digging through the pile of bodies.]

Haku? That's gross. What are you doing?

Don't worry, Cubie. I thought of a way to protect you...

Oh, Haku....

[oopskaitomybad]

[she starts tearing the bodies open to see which ones are human and which are organic. It's long and arduous, but once she's found a robot, she starts really disassembling it. Eventually, she emerges from her work kind of filthy, but wielding a robotic femur. It seems she intends to use it as some kind of metal club.]

[oopskaitomybad]

[Cubie is not amused.]

Isn't this a bit counterproductive? You look like more of a murderer than HIM.

[she looks up sheepishly at it.]

Well... I-It's not like anyone has a high opinion of me anyway. As long as we survive, it's okay, right?

Still, you shouldn't invite trouble. Go find a bathroom and wash up.

[Haku sighs again.]

Yes, dear ...

[and with that, she lurks out, leaving another black hand print near the door frame.]