[ Looking up at the voice, Minho picks up one of the errant pens on the reception desk. It's not much, but it is something. He can use it to make notes about what he finds, maybe make a rudimentary map. He can also use it as a makeshift weapon, because he's not against getting up close and personal with anyone that might try anything with him.
Right now, that doesn't seem to be a problem. ]
There's a door that leads outside, but judging how the floor is laid out, it's probably an enclosed space like a courtyard or something. S'one of those locked doors, though.
[ Looking over the desk again, he tries to find a notepad or something, giving up on anything with any actual information at this point. Nothing is going to open, no matter how hard he tries. ] Wouldn't shock me if the windows were reinforced, on top of it all. Just waiting for some poor shank to try and throw a chair or something at one.
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Right now, that doesn't seem to be a problem. ]
There's a door that leads outside, but judging how the floor is laid out, it's probably an enclosed space like a courtyard or something. S'one of those locked doors, though.
[ Looking over the desk again, he tries to find a notepad or something, giving up on anything with any actual information at this point. Nothing is going to open, no matter how hard he tries. ] Wouldn't shock me if the windows were reinforced, on top of it all. Just waiting for some poor shank to try and throw a chair or something at one.