After an intercom broadcast like that, Kurogane felt somewhat better about the little information he'd gotten from Harrington the previous night. The man only sounded competent when he needed to but was an idiot otherwise. Unfortunately that was furthered proof of the General not employing the brightest of staff members, making another option for
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He directed the soldier steering his wheelchair to an empty spot near one of the chairs, placed where someone might have to do a little work to overhear. Once that was done, all he could do was keep an eye on the door and wait to flag Dent down if he came in.
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"No kidding," he agreed with something like a laugh. "I'm not complaining, but I could've done without the theatrics." And he suspected the theatrics would be the one thing they could be sure of about whatever was coming next. What was it about madmen that made them so fixated on dramatic flair? Subterranean ballrooms and stadia and giant snake statues. It was more interesting than your average prison, but it also underscored the feeling that they were being toyed with at every turn--which, Indy guessed, was exactly how Landel et. al wanted them to feel.
He took too deep a breath and winced at the spike of pain in his chest, then pressed on quickly before Dent could comment. "So what did I miss? Aside from Peter and Scott fistfighting in the hallways."
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He was more interested in Dent's answer to the next question, although it didn't add much to what he'd already heard from the kids that morning. Indy nodded anyway. "Glad it wasn't much." You know, while I was in the morgue. "Peter said the night ended pretty quickly afterwards, so it seems Aguilar didn't have a chance to say anything else ( ... )
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If anything, this place was going to teach them how to do that.
Still, if they'd managed to deal with their issues by punching each other, then good for them. It wasn't really Harvey's business and hearing the news suddenly made him glad that he hadn't interacted with either of them since Jones' death. Chances were they'd be back to their normal selves now that the guy was kicking again.
For some reason, though, Harvey hadn't expected Jones to just rebound like nothing had happened. The guy had died and woken up again a day later (where had that happened, anyway? In that morgue he'd found with Lana?) and yet he was ready to just get back on the horse ( ... )
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That was partly true. Dent might come back (and rightly) by pointing out that none of them had any proof--even any evidence--that there was anything down in the basement that would help them get back home. But they didn't have any chance of making progress toward that end if they didn't look around, and they all seemed to have come to the consensus that the basement was their best chance for now. They needed to get back down there to move on ( ... )
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He was privately relieved that Dent had said yes. "Same as usual. The hall outside the men's block, right before you get to the main hall." He could get that far easily, but he'd be smart not to go much farther alone.
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But as expected, Harvey was just going to have to go a little south of his block (the same direction he needed to go anyway) to meet up with Jones. This whole thing felt so regular, except for the fact that Jones was possibly going to be a wheelchair (or maybe on crutches, if he was lucky) this time around. "Works for me," he said with a roll of his shoulders.
And now he had to ask the one question that had been plaguing him this whole time. "So where did you wake up, and how?" He found it hard to believe that the man had just come to in his room like normal.
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