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The Culinary Institute of America, as Flynn so astutely put it, is a former Jesuit seminary. As such it's located more towards the IBM corporate campus than any of the other lcations already under inspection. As such, it's rather more remote than the others; one side of the property is bounded by US Highway 9, and the other side overlooks a steep drop down to the Hudson River. The Highway 9 side is all but hidden from the world thanks to trees galore, most of which are conifers, the rest of which are putting on a stunning display of autumn color.

It's some distance from the highway across campus to the old main building, but it's probably simpler than making the assault from the river side....

Date: 2007-11-02 01:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
The staggering about gives him time to recover the textbook. Partly because the Library will be wanting it back, but mostly because it's a damn big blunt object.

So, when he hears Erich get himself together and come in for another pass, Flynn grabs it in both hands and brings it around in a swinging arc and smashes Advanced Concepts in Particle Physics right in his face.

Date: 2007-11-02 03:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
Unfortunately, Flynn is quickly running out of tricks.

Erich's buddy heads around to the other side, so Flynn pivots and reverses direction, swinging the book in the other direction. He doesn't have the same power behind it this time, and the other guy's not as dumb as he looks, so the book scores only a glancing blow across the his forearms and leaves Flynn overextended.

Which is a fact the thug takes full advantage of as he slams a fist into Flynn's kidney.

Date: 2007-11-07 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
"You look taller in person," Flynn manages to say before the fist catches him in the ribs.

"And you've got a much meaner body shot than the average nun." A second punch nails his jaw, snapping the Librarian's head to the side.

"What I can't understand," Flynn continues, spitting out a mouthful of blood, "is what you expect to accomplish with all this."

Date: 2007-11-07 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
"That's what I mean," he says, dodging another blow to the face. "What is it that you expect all of this to do for you? How does it advance--" duck, weave "--the ideals of the Illinois Nazi party?"

Date: 2007-11-08 02:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
"Ghost car, huh? Any chance it looks like a 1974 Dodge Monaco Sedan?"

Flynn doesn't see many movies, but you have to respect the classics.

Date: 2007-11-08 02:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
It's worth the punch in the face that Flynn gets when he bursts out laughing at that.

He sobers up pretty quickly, though, when he sees Erich finally stumbling to his feet and trying to flank him. A quick snap of his head shows him Donighal leaning against a tree, buffing his nails on his shirt. Flynn rolls his eyes.

"Well, guys, this has been a lot of fun, but I can't play anymore tonight. I've kinda got this, um..." He can barely get it out without snickering. "This, um, mission. Not from God or anything, just... yeah."

Date: 2007-11-08 02:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
"Thanks," Flynn says when it's all over. "I was just about to make my move, though. No, really."

Date: 2007-11-08 06:34 pm (UTC)
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"I believe the expression is 'You snooze, you lose,'" the man in the gray suit replies.

Date: 2007-11-09 02:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
Flynn doesn't dignify that with a response. He just drags the unconscious Neo-nazis out of immediate sight.

"So, what's the next move?"

Date: 2007-11-09 03:09 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] md_donighal
"Right now, I'm going to get in touch with the youngest member of our little posse comitatus." He sends out a thought on a radio frequency he memorized earlier. Ecto? Dr. Donighal here. What's the situation? Over.

Date: 2007-11-09 03:17 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] md_donighal
We'll get there as fast as we can. Over and out. Aloud, to Flynn, he says, "We're needed at IBM. How do you feel about being carried?"

Date: 2007-11-09 03:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] librarian-flynn.livejournal.com
Flynn thinks he feels a little tingle when Donighal makes contact, but decides a moment later that it was probably his imagination.

He startles just a bit at the question, and then shrugs. "I'm not going to complain. Went down on my left ankle pretty hard one of those times, so I definitely couldn't run with any decent pace."

Date: 2007-11-09 03:31 am (UTC)
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"Okay then." He scoops Flynn up in arms that have become largely uncovered save for golden vambraces. "If you were wearing a hat, I'd advise you to hold onto it. As it stands... just hold on."

He didn't mention that it was going to be flying, but they are. He's flying pretty quickly, but (out of concern for Flynn's injuries) not as quickly as perhaps he could. That's one of the reasons they don't get there until just in time for the big finish.

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