Nightshift 60: East Wing, Hall A
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Tsubaki hadn’t spent a lot of time around the doctor’s offices since, well… since Professor Stein had left. Disappeared. Quit. She didn’t really know. Thinking about it too hard threatened to let in a lot of distracting feelings that neither of them could afford, so Tsubaki worked to remember the task at hand.
Professor Stein was gone, but they were still here, and they had something that belonged to the military--maybe something important. That took precedence over her sense of loss.
As they neared the first few sets of doors, she took the lead. “I don’t suppose you know how to pick a lock?” she asked as she pulled out the necessary tools from the folds of her clothes. Even if Rapunzel didn’t, getting in and out of places was a requirement for an assassin, and Tsubaki was confident she could get the office doors open herself. Simply bashing them open was a possibility, but that meant noise and fuss. Their task was suited to a more lighter touch.
That just left what door to start with. It didn’t hurt to begin with the first one visible to them coming up the corridor, and likewise the one she was most familiar with, since it had been Professor Stein’s office. Doubtful his stuff would still be inside, including his computer, but…
Tsubaki hadn’t spent a lot of time around the doctor’s offices since, well… since Professor Stein had left. Disappeared. Quit. She didn’t really know. Thinking about it too hard threatened to let in a lot of distracting feelings that neither of them could afford, so Tsubaki worked to remember the task at hand.
Professor Stein was gone, but they were still here, and they had something that belonged to the military--maybe something important. That took precedence over her sense of loss.
As they neared the first few sets of doors, she took the lead. “I don’t suppose you know how to pick a lock?” she asked as she pulled out the necessary tools from the folds of her clothes. Even if Rapunzel didn’t, getting in and out of places was a requirement for an assassin, and Tsubaki was confident she could get the office doors open herself. Simply bashing them open was a possibility, but that meant noise and fuss. Their task was suited to a more lighter touch.
That just left what door to start with. It didn’t hurt to begin with the first one visible to them coming up the corridor, and likewise the one she was most familiar with, since it had been Professor Stein’s office. Doubtful his stuff would still be inside, including his computer, but…