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>It's been a while, you should go back to see what's up and don't risk it. [73]
> Smack any rusted locked boxes pad locks or hinges. [59]
> Repair the doors first.
> Se-yuu, Se-yung, Seoyoungs
> Unless! SUCCESS
Finishing scouring the rust-infested warehouse ended disappointingly - hard to deny that. But, in the end, you might just have enough for now.
You don't have a large shopping list, especially when you don't know whether 'O' or the 'Journalists' are honest in their intentions. Although with all those chests and coffers lying about...
"Se-yoo... I mean, Se-yung... Eh?"
She looks at you blankly, her purplish gems revealing nothing - which, ironically, reveals everything. "Please, take your time."
Taking deep breath, you finish. "Thanks. Sorry, Seoyoungs..." Her brow twitches. Fuuuck!! Moving on! "...wanna see what's inside of those containers? I Don't wanna return to the surface empty-handed, and it's about time."
"Of course." She deadpans, half-liddled eyes pierce you like a bullet. Hopefully metaphor is the only bullet she will correct you with.
Then, in blessed silence you search for the container with the most damaged or rusted lock. After a few minutes you settle for one that looks easy enough.
You grab a pipe off the floor and with a wild bat-like swing slam the lock.
*Clang!* "Aghhh!" Pain in your hands jerks the pipe away. With another crash it rolls bellow some wooden pallet as echo resonates through the vacant space. Not finished with you, it carries a cloud of dust in tow. Instantly, your nose loses its battle with the invading deluge. "Agh, no! Oh- oh, ah, Ah!" *achooo!!!*
The lock still stands tall.
Pained, humiliated, and defeated, you crumble bonelessly. What a shame... At least now you know, even without memories, that you never attended the gym.
But you don't hit the ground. When you open your eyes Se-young holds you up by your armpits. Her gaze focused on the doors as she lightly gasps with extertion.
Looking back at you, she whispers. "Don't fight the gale; ride it... Are you unharmed?"
Confused, you just chuckle nervously and get to your feet.
"Flow with your weight, like this." She outlines a downward motion with her rifle. "Then hit it at an angle." With a fluent buttstock jab the lock cracks and concedes. Serves it right!
Avenged, you beam. "Thanks and sorry for before..."
"Forget about before. Aki, physical strength eldudes me, more so than you, yet true strength stems from technique... Or at least that's what family thought me." She says and peers inside the now open chest.
For a few moments, she skimmer through the insides, then presents an... alien looking, fluorescent Dice set? That's something. Cautiously, you roll the dices on the shelf - all rolled '1'. Amazing? Not really. Disappointed, you store them with the rest of your 'shinies'.
Seems you can't have good things today. So, you just wrap it up, and return to the malfunctioning entrance.
