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The pikachu eyed the chocolate warily, before shrugging in a manner uncannily close to that of a human. It licked the chocolate from Diana's hand, folding its ears back and making an affectionate 'kaaa' sound once it was done.

It stared up at Diana's face, as though evaluating her, before suddenly springing up, scrambling up her arm and licking a glob of ice cream from her cheek.

"Piika pika pikachu piiiika kaaa chu"

It perched on her shoulder wearing a smug grin and stared directly at the door, as though is had just made fun of the retreating guard.

Kira whipped herself down with a towel and looked to the Pikachu cautiously, then grinned. "You're right, he is cute."

Her focus now returned to the problem at hand. "Diana, they know that someone was in here.... let me stay, I can find my way out of this. Besides, I need to keep Hayden out of trouble, I'd hate for him to loose his job, he's the only staff that I've gotten to know and that I like in the day that I've been here." She smiled cheerfully and confidently.

"Pi!" The lanky pikachu tilted its head back and grinned. "Kaaaaaaaa..."

It let Diana scratch for a little while before its ears snapped up and twitched left and right, like two little yellow periscopes. Without warning, it leapt off her shoulder and bounded to the door, crouched low to the ground and listening intently. Then, just as suddenly, it somehow skittered under the narrow floor clearance of one of the lounge's recently soiled couches. A faint glimmer of two eyes peered out from the darkness, visible only to those who were looking carefully.

Kira frowned, seeing the Pikachu's reaction. "Diana... Something's wrong...." Her eyes widened as two and two equaled four. "Diana, get out of here quickly." She started pushing her new friend to the door. "Someone's got to be coming, it's bad enough that one of us will get in trouble, but it'll be worse if it's both of us. I'll do my best to clean up as much as possible."

Phil shrugged easily. "Oh nothing really." Then without warning, he bopped the young guard on the head with the handle of his broom. "You little... What the hell?" Phil's mood had clearly turned sour. "I was just about to clock off, and now I've got this mess to clean up?? What were you doing with those two girls in there?" He spun and put his hand to his forehead, sounding very grouchy and very tired. "You were in a FOOD FIGHT? Do you know what could happen to you if you're caught?!" Phil turned to face Hayden again. "And you have NO idea how tempted I am to report this one."

The janitor rubbed his temples. "Fine, fine. But you'll just be trailing food stains with your clothes that filthy. We'll head back to your quarters, get yourself a fresh uniform, clean this up and forget it ever happened." Phil continued before the guard could respond. "No really, I won't hold this one over your head.... but just this once."

He swung his massive mop over his shoulder and considered walking on and busting the two young ladies in the lounge anyway, but decided that for now they'd be free to run off and escape trouble. It'd build their confidence, not that they really needed any more of it.

Phil trailed behind Hayden, his hand twitching close to the pocket where he kept his cigarettes.

No, not indoors.

And not now.

He flicked his sleeve back and checked his watch. "Just ten minutes until my shift is up today, let's move it kid."
The hallways near the guard's quarters weren't great, but they were better than half the complex. Amber linoleum coated the floors and the walls were at least painted. Phil could even hear a stereo playing. Finally, they arrived at a door with a few scratches on the front- Hayden's room.

Phil watched the bathroom door close, then waited for the shower to start up. At that instant, the grumpy scowl on his face disappeared and he quickly strode to the main door and shut it. He was in a guard's room- Phil couldn't believe Hayden could be so trusting. The janitor looked over Hayden's room, noting that the terminal was off- as it should have been, but still...

Dammit.

He checked his watch- 4:55pm. Perfect timing, but no dice just yet. No room to be an idiot, and no time to be a genius. This opportunity had practically landed on his lap, though, and he would NOT waste it. He glanced at the corner of the room, noting an ethernet cable that ran down inconspicuously along the wall to the back of Hayden's terminal. That would be where the guards got their rostering and duty information from. He traced the cable back to where it disappeared behind Hayden's desk.

Phil reached over to Hayden's bed where a few discarded personal items lay. He grabbed up Hayden's outdoors jacket and threw it on over his janitor's shirt, then for good measure plopped Hayden's cap on (which the young guard never used). He then took a deep breath and then walked purposefully out into the hallway, slouched and head down. Just three doors down was the large, metal weapons locker. This was no armory- just batons, tasers, and strange combinations of the two. Phil quickly produced a key not even the janitor was supposed to have and unlocked the weapons locker. If enough people owe you favors, you can get anything you want.

He grabbed one high-power Baton Taser, shut the weapons locker and fired it up, holding it in the on position, and was rewarded with the sound of whoever's stereo was playing dissolving into static. Phil quickly ducked back into Hayden's room, the Taser still running, and shut the door behind him again. He bent down low and disconnected the ethernet cable from the wall socket, then carefully traced the Taser's arcing blue energy over the cable. It blackened and crackled, ruined, then for good measure he rubbed it against the corner of Hayden's desk, fraying it, and finally pulled chunks of the plastic lining off before plugging the cable back in.

With that, he switched off the Taser. The stereo in one of the other rooms began playing music again. Phil heard the guards talking; One was relieved the music came back on, the other complained about the Island's selection of broadcast radio. He smirked a sinister smirk to himself and waited for Hayden to come out.