IC OVERFLOW AND MISC.

[babermetrics]

For those little captcha occasions, or whatever other random IC stuff I want to do in a journal rather than elsewhere.

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[fittedgloves]

[ She leans against the door, crossing her arms as she thinks. ]

That's possible. Still, I wonder if there is some sort of objective we must complete before we can finish this level.

[ But maybe there isn't even an objective? ]

Unless we only need to spend a certain amount of time here.

[babermetrics]

So we just hang around until they fix whatever's not lettin' us log out? I guess you might be right . . . I mean, they don't usually trap us in here, right? So it's probably a mistake of some sort. If there's an objective I don't even know where to start with that!

[This is way too confusing an environment to come up with a short list of things they might need to do in it. Leon frowns at the door, as if he could see through it and see where the answers are. Of course, there's nothing to see.]

They were tryin' to get me to do doctor stuff, I guess, but if that's really the objective I'm a hundred percent screwed.

[fittedgloves]

I would prefer to avoid treating the patients myself.

[ She closes her eyes in thought for a few moments, trying to think of what the
objective might be outside of attending to patients. ]

There may be an exit somewhere. It's at least worth looking around for one.

[babermetrics]

So do we keep sneakin' around, or what? Hey, maybe I oughta dress up like a patient, and you can just pretend you're treating me! They wouldn't bug us then, right?

[No, they probably will. But it's a thought, at least. If only Kirigiri were dressed up like a sexy nurse or something . . . that's a different kind of thought, though, and one better saved for when they get out of this place.]

Then we look around for an exit!

[fittedgloves]

You don't look like most of the other patients. I wonder if it will really work.

[ Because Leon definitely doesn't look like an alien here, and the game might recognize that he's not new. Who knows when it comes to ViViD, after all. ]

Our best bet is to keep going when the hallways are clear. If we run into another nurse... We've both gotten injected, I can't imagine it could be much worse. [ But who knows with this place... It's just a risk they'll have to take. ]

[babermetrics]

You can't think of anythin' worse than hugging me?

[He's kidding, though, and moves over to the door--ostensibly to get ready to head out again, but mostly to gently bump her shoulder with his.]

So you're saying we just run for it.

[fittedgloves]

[ She smirks at him, crossing her arms. ]

Of course. [ And with that she slowly inches open the door, peeking outside into the hall and when she spots no one, she darts out and motions for Leon to follow. ]