Dayshift 42: North Street - Morning
Strange. He couldn't say he was in a particularly good mood, but he somewhat felt a bit calmer coming off the bus than he had going on. Could it be his little exchange with Forehead actually cheered him up to some degree? Hahaha. Though to be honest, he was a little worried about him. In court, the little magician girl proved to be much quicker on the uptake than that boy Would he really be okay here? This was perhaps the ultimate trial by fire, so he should hope Justice picked up quickly.
Well, Since the majority of people seemed to be heading for the main street area, Klavier took it upon himself to follow the perimeter of town. Or the perimeter created by the nurses in any case. There were no barricades, but it seemed apparent there were certain roads the staff did not plan to let any of them enter. Which was fine. He wasn't seeking escape in the direct sense; he was looking around for a phone. Even if he had no money, he could always call collect.
He assumed the worst that could happen would be the staff not allowing him near a phone, but it was worse than that. As far as he could see, there were no phones. Not one. He turned into North Street and found the same thing: No phones anywhere. Well, that plan was out. That left exploring the town for information or anything useful, and this street wasn't looking particularly good for that either. A pet store was about as useless as one could get. And an antique shop... Well, maybe. There could always be something. Maybe he could talk to the owner and see if he could get anything useful out of them.
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Well, Since the majority of people seemed to be heading for the main street area, Klavier took it upon himself to follow the perimeter of town. Or the perimeter created by the nurses in any case. There were no barricades, but it seemed apparent there were certain roads the staff did not plan to let any of them enter. Which was fine. He wasn't seeking escape in the direct sense; he was looking around for a phone. Even if he had no money, he could always call collect.
He assumed the worst that could happen would be the staff not allowing him near a phone, but it was worse than that. As far as he could see, there were no phones. Not one. He turned into North Street and found the same thing: No phones anywhere. Well, that plan was out. That left exploring the town for information or anything useful, and this street wasn't looking particularly good for that either. A pet store was about as useless as one could get. And an antique shop... Well, maybe. There could always be something. Maybe he could talk to the owner and see if he could get anything useful out of them.
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