Day 60: Music Room (Fourth Shift)

[norainu]

It wasn't often that Renji felt less like punching people in general as his day wore on. This was a new experience for him. A not unwelcome one, if he was being honest. And the fact that he felt less like punching Fai? Kind of mind-blowing. The sort of thing Zen masters would probably use as a kouan to reach an all-new level of non-punching enlightenment.

So he was back from the dead, almost everyone he'd known was gone, and yet bizarrely his day felt like it was looking up. Kind of. Renji wasn't sure what to make of this. Maybe his grumpy meter was just nearing empty. That was as good an explanation as the next, considering how this place made him feel.

Whatever the reason, he ended up in the music room. And he remembered oh yeah. He'd always kind of hated this damn shift. He grabbed a little book of music and a drum and retreated quickly to the far end of the room. He put the drum down in front of him just so he looked like he was doing something and opened the book. But he had no idea how to read music, and really, he was more interested in the ongoing puzzle of what the hell had happened in the last four weeks.

And brooding. Of course. There was always brooding to be done.

[Okay Tolten, let me lay it out for you. When there's a mommy and a daddy... or sometimes a daddy and a dadddy. Or, hell, sometimes a mommy and a mommy if you buy the right kind of wood cuts (and a third mommy if you go to just the right shop)... but anyway when they love each other very much, or at least a suitably large amount of money changes hands, there are some things that happen...]

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[lighthearted]

So if Sora was understanding right, Chipp had all of these plans to become president and change things, but he didn't actually know how he was going to do it. That was a little unexpected, since Sora would have thought that someone would put a lot of planning into that idea. It was clear that Chipp's heart was in the right place, but it was probably going to take a whole lot more thought than just that, unfortunately.

That didn't mean that Sora wasn't going to support Chipp, though. He just needed to put a little more effort into figuring out a game plan, and then he'd be golden.

Either way, the location he gave for where he was from was one that Sora had heard a few times. Japan was definitely popular around here, for whatever reason. "I guess a lot of people are from there," he remarked out loud. He wanted to know what exactly Chipp meant by "not there anymore," since that was definitely the first time he'd heard that mentioned (it was probably a time issue), but he wasn't given the chance.

The nurses came by and Chipp almost immediately got testy with them, which made Sora laugh nervously. "All right, Mr. Chipp!" he said as he stood up. "I'll see you around. Good luck with those votes, okay? And I'll try to cheer up Venom, too." Actually, he had a few questions for the man, but hopefully he take care of both at the same time.

Sora offered Chipp a wave and then took off, eager to go put up the assignments for Arts and Crafts.