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Who: Ocelot, Aaron. OPEN TO: Claudia.
Waking Silent Hill for a few posts, and then Nightmare.
South Vale, heading towards Rosewater Park
Warnings: TBD
Summary: The epic search for a phone COMMENCES! If only they had a rooster key.
There was no movement. No sounds. Very little light. To the average person, the desolate town that stretched out before them would be a downright chilling scene. Even Ocelot found himself dangerously on-edge; he ignored the feeling, for the moment, certain that it was unfounded.
He nodded at Aaron's comment, and immediately focused in on the shop across the way; a florist's. Closed, and looking for all the world as if it had been abandoned; if that were the case...
"Stand back," he said, as they drew close. Ocelot drew his revolver, and, gripping it by the barrel, brought the butt of the weapon down on the glass of the door.
But nothing happened, even though he'd supplied enough force to have broken wood, to say nothing of glass.
Waking Silent Hill for a few posts, and then Nightmare.
South Vale, heading towards Rosewater Park
Warnings: TBD
Summary: The epic search for a phone COMMENCES! If only they had a rooster key.
There was no movement. No sounds. Very little light. To the average person, the desolate town that stretched out before them would be a downright chilling scene. Even Ocelot found himself dangerously on-edge; he ignored the feeling, for the moment, certain that it was unfounded.
He nodded at Aaron's comment, and immediately focused in on the shop across the way; a florist's. Closed, and looking for all the world as if it had been abandoned; if that were the case...
"Stand back," he said, as they drew close. Ocelot drew his revolver, and, gripping it by the barrel, brought the butt of the weapon down on the glass of the door.
But nothing happened, even though he'd supplied enough force to have broken wood, to say nothing of glass.