Day 60: Arts and Crafts (Third Shift)

[lighthearted]

Sora wasn't quite sure what to make of his talk with Doctor Facilier. The man hadn't revealed much about himself even as he'd asked all those questions, so it was hard to form an opinion. Sora could only hope that he had proved himself to be more than just a kid over the course of their conversation, though if not, then that was the doctor's loss, right? Sora figured that he was a pretty good resource in this place after having been stuck here for so long.

As for the note that he'd put up for the club, it had gotten a lot of responses already, which he was glad about. It meant that his friends were all safe and sound, and more than that, they wanted to keep working with him. He'd even gotten a few new people to sign up, counting Renji and the other person who had apparently been recruited by Soma. So while they had missed an important opening last night, Sora wasn't going to let that get him down.

Oddly enough, there was a slight change for today, which was that they weren't going to be eating lunch in the cafeteria. Sora stared down at the bagged lunch that was put into his hands. They were usually only given something like this when they went out to Doyleton, but...

If it meant that they would get to go somewhere else for the shift, then Sora wasn't about to complain. The problem was that he'd already been to these rooms so many times that nothing really struck him as exciting. They'd gone to the Game Room just yesterday, though, so in the end he picked out Arts and Crafts.

Figuring that he should get his meal out of the way first, Sora took a seat at a table and started to dig through his lunch. "Hey, grilled cheese!" Nothing to complain about there. Sora unwrapped the sandwich and took a bite. It felt weird to be eating in here, but he wasn't going to let that stop him.

[For Woody.]

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[complicatedliar]

Loki chuckled. "I'll do my best." Very rarely did he not get along with people if he really wanted to. And it was in his best interest to do so at the moment. Antagonizing people could wait for the moment, until he'd figured out how to do so with the necessary flair. "But you never know with scholars. We're a rather volatile lot. Sometimes such meetings end up being parties of mutual enthusiasm, and otherwise... let's just say I once saw a disagreement over chemical formulae devolve into a knife fight. A literal knife fight."

He nodded when she spoke of the lack of information. "It serves them better to keep us guessing, whether this is actually a test or just some sort of... perverted game," Loki said. "Forcing us to constantly guess at what is happening provides a layer of protection to those who hold us captive. It serves as cover."

He smiled. "You are too kind, Tsubaki. We shall see how it goes. Though if I have any luck, it has always been bad, I'm afraid to say."

[thecamellia.livejournal.com]

The man‘s anecdote earned a curious blink from her. “Oh… sounds like an instance of getting hot under the collar…” she said slowly. “Heh, I know people who get like that, too. I wonder if the reason I don’t totally understand those things is because I’m not a scholar? At least we should be safe from that here. During the day the staff steps in if people start breaking into quarrels.”

It was a small attempt at humor from her. Still, enthusiasm wasn’t a bad thing at all. The Institute could definitely use some enthusiasm in certain areas.

Of course, as much as it was a place people had to learn to live in when days began to turn to weeks, one could never forget its dark underbelly. She nodded at Lingormr’s observations. He put it eloquently; the idea of layers of protection made a lot of sense. Unfortunately, winding up in this situation wasn’t exactly a testament to good luck, but she still had to say, “I’m sure it hasn’t been all bad! Well, I can’t say waking up in a strange place must’ve been nice for you, but good things happen here, too. Maybe your luck will surprise you.”

[complicatedliar]

He laughed. "You could definitely say that." He gave her an easy smile. "I think we all probably know people like that. Those with nasty tempers and a passion for what they do can end up nearly anywhere." He cocked his head slightly to the side, eyebrow going up. "Is that often a problem during the day? How do the nurses deal with such difficulties?" He certainly didn't think the woman he'd been cursed with could do much more than annoy people into trying to punch her instead of each other. Though it was always a possibility that she was expert in some arcane martial art.

...a very, very slim possibility.

As Tsubaki continued, Loki finally unwrapped his brownie and took a tentative nibble of it. His eyebrows went up and he nodded approvingly. "Well, I suppose this dessert could count as a good thing that has happened. And the waffles." He laughed softly. "Considering the luck I had prior to coming here, things quite possibly could be looking up."