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Night 16, Post-Midnight
Mar. 9th, 2017 04:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angel_of_death[Great. Just great. He'd had a feeling that things wouldn't go smoothly, but this was a true annoyance.
Instinctual attacking wasn't going to do. The usual wasn't going to do. So when the dark smoke-like vapour entered Albastru and Yun had sought to keep him contained, Walter ripped the notebook he carried from inside his shirt.
He didn't bother with the pencil. The hand he'd clasped over his wound as it was bleeding was still covered in fresh blood; in haste he used it, scrawling a message in large letters across the first blank page.]
Do not use fire
It goes airborne
Seal it
Choke off its escape
Instinctual attacking wasn't going to do. The usual wasn't going to do. So when the dark smoke-like vapour entered Albastru and Yun had sought to keep him contained, Walter ripped the notebook he carried from inside his shirt.
He didn't bother with the pencil. The hand he'd clasped over his wound as it was bleeding was still covered in fresh blood; in haste he used it, scrawling a message in large letters across the first blank page.]
Do not use fire
It goes airborne
Seal it
Choke off its escape
