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kore_logs2013-07-28 06:30 pm
buckleupforsafety) wrote in kore_logs2013-07-28 06:30 pm
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The mood is right the spirits up
Who: Henchman 24 and his new roommates
What: Settling in after his arrival (with a side of suspected home invasion)
Where: House 15
When: After 24's post on Day 93, later in the evening
When he finally got tired of wandering around the place without any real purpose - the walk was too aimless and interrupted by conversations that could be various degrees of frustrating to be called reconnaissance - 24 decided it was time to check out the house the voice on his watch told him he was supposed to live in now. Not wanting to sleep outside was good motivation, too.
Moving away from the town center and towards some clusters of houses, it wasn't a long search. It was a search filled with run-down option after run-down option that left him feeling like a contestant on the worst game show in the world, but it didn't take very long. As he stood in front of it, he realized that he had a house number but not a house key. He wondered if someone was watching him from behind one of the cameras and enjoying the show. Oh! He's here! How long will it take him to realize he's locked out?
Too bad for them, he didn't care about a little breaking and entering. 24 walked up to the door and turned the knob to get a feel for the lock. It was almost disappointing when it turned easily and the door opened. He could have tried out a flying kick on it.
24 stepped inside. So far his new home was dark. He started to feel around for a light switch.
What: Settling in after his arrival (with a side of suspected home invasion)
Where: House 15
When: After 24's post on Day 93, later in the evening
When he finally got tired of wandering around the place without any real purpose - the walk was too aimless and interrupted by conversations that could be various degrees of frustrating to be called reconnaissance - 24 decided it was time to check out the house the voice on his watch told him he was supposed to live in now. Not wanting to sleep outside was good motivation, too.
Moving away from the town center and towards some clusters of houses, it wasn't a long search. It was a search filled with run-down option after run-down option that left him feeling like a contestant on the worst game show in the world, but it didn't take very long. As he stood in front of it, he realized that he had a house number but not a house key. He wondered if someone was watching him from behind one of the cameras and enjoying the show. Oh! He's here! How long will it take him to realize he's locked out?
Too bad for them, he didn't care about a little breaking and entering. 24 walked up to the door and turned the knob to get a feel for the lock. It was almost disappointing when it turned easily and the door opened. He could have tried out a flying kick on it.
24 stepped inside. So far his new home was dark. He started to feel around for a light switch.
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"My furniture, in my house, which I didn't invite you into."
He bares his teeth and stalks further into the room, taking small steps so as not to jar his injuries and give this intruder the chance to realise he won't be able to chase him if he ran.