Night 55: M11 - M20 Hallway

[spandexorgtfo]

And there was the evening announcement, timely as always, although he could have done without the noise at the beginning. It was still slightly jarring to not hear those mocking tones that he had grown so accustomed to, but he did prefer the more direct announcements that had been rolling in ever since last evening. No pathetic attempts at creating

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Re: M14

[tasteoftruth]

[ From here.]

Javert was gone by the time Badd brought Faraday inside, strange costume and all. He'd mentally mocked his roommate when he'd first seen him dress up, but with something as bizarre as time travel in the mix...well, he'd never bothered to ask Javert when he was from, or how he was sure time travel was possible. Maybe that was his version of a detective's trenchcoat, circa 1800. Badd would have some apologies to make in the morning.

He shut the door behind them, and propped a chair under the knob for good measure. The flashlight was left lit, but he set it on one of their desks so it could attempt to illuminate more than one piece of the room at a time.

"At least it'll save them the trouble of carrying me back to bed tomorrow," he noted, taking a seat on one of the beds.

[tasteoftruth]

Badd leaned back again and tapped his pen against the notebook, trying to figure a way to summarize the high points of seven years of work