For Jasper, however, follow-up involved a little bit more work. Heading down to the basement involved making sure that his boots were laced after he'd tucked the cuffs of his pants into them, pulling on his coat and preparing himself for whatever might pop out at him. It was bad enough having nightmares above ground... He could only imagine what the Hunters down in this sector dreamed about.
Arland ran his fingers back through his hair before pulling it back into a ponytail before heading down the basement stairs. His teeth tugged at his lower lip in thought as he tried to recall which room was Jasper's, rolling numbers through his head before approaching the door that he was fairly certain was correct...
Knock, knock, knock.
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