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screwloose) wrote2009-03-02 09:00 pm
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[RL with Junpei]
Stein's laboratory was...impressive, and rather creepy. It was an oddly-shaped building, like several huge stone boxes all jumbled together with small windows. The largest part was shaped like an arrow, thrusting upwards towards the sky. Lines of what looked like stitching crawled across the face of the building, each 'stitch' at least a foot long.
The building was surrounded by a wrought-iron fence, the top a forest of points, and there were several scraggly trees planted around the grounds. The trees were devoid of leaves, and each branch ended in an arrowpoint.
A whirring sound could be heard by Junpei's foot and he might look down to see a mouse scuttling by, but the mouse looked and sounded mechanical, its skin formed of random patches of fabric all stitched together roughly.
Welcome to Dr. Franken Stein's Laboratory.
The building was surrounded by a wrought-iron fence, the top a forest of points, and there were several scraggly trees planted around the grounds. The trees were devoid of leaves, and each branch ended in an arrowpoint.
A whirring sound could be heard by Junpei's foot and he might look down to see a mouse scuttling by, but the mouse looked and sounded mechanical, its skin formed of random patches of fabric all stitched together roughly.
Welcome to Dr. Franken Stein's Laboratory.
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He dropped his cigarette on the ground and crushed it under his shoe, then he bent over Junpei.
"Let's try something else," he said cheerfully. He placed a hand in the centre of Junpei's chest, and synchronized with his soul. Junpei wasn't a buki, and yet, now as he did this, he realized that in a sense he was.
Junpei was a living weapon. But it was different, because instead of transforming, the weapon was inside him.
With a mighty wrench, Stein pulled the weapon out.