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Kuttner Hall holds the University’s history departments. Most of the first floor is devoted to larger lecture halls and study areas. From the central parlor, there are hallways leading to the north and south wings of the hall and stairs leading up to the second floor. It is after hours and most of the classrooms are locked up for the weekend.
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For some reason, there are a few students here.
(Hannelore, Sabrina and Regina are all here) |
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Hannelore shakes off the raindrops that cling to her many-pocketed denim jacket. "Bloody weather, bloody rain", she mutters to herself as she takes her glasses and rubs them dry on her grey sweatshirt. A black skirt over denim jeans and a pair of hiking boots complete the outfit. Her blonde hair is done in a braid that falls down her back.
The German looks around, her grey eyes noticing the other students. Mumbling something under her breath she walks up to the stairs, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. (Moving to second floor?) |
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A visably agitated Sabrina walks through Kuttner Hall, speaking to no one in particular.
"People just don't vanish, has to be some sort of clues around here." She surveys the immediate area for any sign of a struggle or fight. |
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Regina waits for several moments as the other two proceed to occupy themselves before composing herself for what she is going to do. She didn't know if she would be in too much trouble or not if she were caught, but in the end it probably wouldn't matter too much. Outwardly she was calm, and when the opportunity presented itself, she would duck away from the room she was in, making her way elsewhere.
((Moving towards the Archaeology Room, whichever floor that is on, I'm assuming first floor since you said nothing about where it was located. Will wait for confirmation that I can go there before posting action there.))
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Hannelore heads up the stairway first, going to the second floor hallway.
Sabrina seems to look around the area, but doesn't see anything out of place here. She does find a visitor's map showing an entrance to the old bomb shelter that Allison had talked about down the southern hallway on the first floor. Regina waits for a moment, watching the other two girls and, once Hannelore had disappeared into the second floor hallway, follows her a few steps behind up the stairs. |
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