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]

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. ]