That one crack RP with too many underscores. TOH!

[Had not known there was some kind of previous comment.] Valid theories. The dead bodies could just be decorations, or part of some other setup.

Either way, we won't find anything staying here in the hallway - but something might find us.

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If there's something in here that's out for our blood, we'll probably run into it one way or another. That's how the island works-- we stumble blindly and follow the path it sets.

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At least for these events. [Heading down the hall again.] Still, it'd be good to find a window. We can get out then.

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[Following!] I'd feel more comfortable if I could find a weapon. [He highly doubts he wants to fistfight WHATEVER is out here. :| ]

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Conan, when has the island ever made it as easy as finding a window?

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We could tear apart a nightstand and you can have a stick with a nail in it.

Positive thinking can go a long way, Beatice.

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I think I'll take "running" over "beat the zombie-werewolf-whatever with a nighstand leg".

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And with my luck, it'll be a fourth story window.

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So can realistic thinking.

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Nightstand leg can be a very effective weapon. Better than nothing.

[And he pulls out...a pair of suspenders from his pockets?]

I bungee'd jump off Tokyo Tower with these. Four stories is easy. Realistic and positive.

[...yes, he did jump off the tower. He's insane.]

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Or "prepare for the worst and you'll never be disappointed".

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[You know, he's not nearly as surprised as she should be]

.... And took out a helicopter. [Because seriously, I -think- that ended up making the news.]

[PS You're insane.]

Depending on what's out there, will I sound like a coward if I say I'd prefer running to close melee?

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[ giving Conan a HOW ON EARTH DO YOU KEEP ANY SECRETS WHEN YOU'RE PULLING STUNTS LIKE THAT look ]

Whatever, shall we just get going?

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Jeeze, you make me sound down right cheerful, Hakuba.

...and yes. I did. Better than getting a bunch of bullets. [Because he will cry if he has to, damn it. That's how he does it.]

Running is always better if you can't catch your phone. [Just heading down the hall, yep.]

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With my luck? [I mean, you've seen his luck right?]

[Following along with...not much further comment. Yay. Being the one probably getting guarded.]

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[ And walking with them; not really talking because she's thinking. ]

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You've seen my luck, right?

[Fiddling with his glasses now, looking around the area.]

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Believe me, I have.

[Conan half expecting something to jump out at them? Because he sure as Hell is.]

[And you know, hoping there's some kind of window to get a view of the outside soon at least.]

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... Something is here.

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[Freezes, looking around.] ...where?

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.... [No need to repeat a redundant question, instead scanning the halls]

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Stay quiet. I can't... tell where it is, but--

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[ And suddenly, something not entirely unlike Gaap's pitfalls opens up in the floor beneath her and swallows her up, faster than she has time to react-- closing immediately. ]

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