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damned_institute2012-01-23 11:40 am
witchoftruth) wrote in damned_institute2012-01-23 11:40 am
Day 61: Sun Room (third shift)
The moment dear Landel-san announced that it was time for lunch, Erika wasted no time and headed straight for the Sun Room's bulletin board to check if there was any response to her message left for her dear friend. Predictably, there was nothing for her on the board, and the detective scowled as she realized she might have to write him off as a loss. She had lost a good number of potential allies in this place, but losing this one was a bit of a blow, if only because he had useful things on him. On the other hand, if he was gone, and that ring was still here...
Perhaps it was not a great loss, then. Still, Erika was mildly annoyed as she wandered away from the board and back towards a nearby couch. She was spending a lot of time in the Sun Room lately, which seemed to be a bit of a waste as she could have spent in going around the Institute. On the other hand, she had a sandwich here that was waiting to be consumed and after spending a week with little access to "real food", Erika was more then happy to enjoy her time spent eating.
Still, at some point she was going to have to manage her time a little more effectively. There was no reason why she couldn't multitask, so Erika kept her gaze on the door of the Sun Room so she could watch people filter in on their way to other rooms. She wouldn't get everyone, no, but perhaps she would find someone useful that she could bother for the rest of the shift. A familiar face, or maybe someone new. She'd decide on that eventually.
[ hau Seishin ready for round 2. /killed ]
Perhaps it was not a great loss, then. Still, Erika was mildly annoyed as she wandered away from the board and back towards a nearby couch. She was spending a lot of time in the Sun Room lately, which seemed to be a bit of a waste as she could have spent in going around the Institute. On the other hand, she had a sandwich here that was waiting to be consumed and after spending a week with little access to "real food", Erika was more then happy to enjoy her time spent eating.
Still, at some point she was going to have to manage her time a little more effectively. There was no reason why she couldn't multitask, so Erika kept her gaze on the door of the Sun Room so she could watch people filter in on their way to other rooms. She wouldn't get everyone, no, but perhaps she would find someone useful that she could bother for the rest of the shift. A familiar face, or maybe someone new. She'd decide on that eventually.
[ hau Seishin ready for round 2. /killed ]
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So she's just been...adjusting to all of this. So calmly. Okay, then.
...No! Not okay then! How in the world...?! No, it wasn't like Byrne had forgotten Renamon mentioning the fact that she was made for war, nor had he misheard her saying the organization responsible for the military regime in her worlds had been overcome, but still. But still! Maybe it was his paternal instincts kicking into overdrive here, despite the fact that Renamon was likely much older than she appeared to be, but he didn't care. How could she just be okay with all of this? There were better things in life than war! So many better things!
And oh, did Byrne understand what she meant by the error of human rationalization with war and weapons. He saw enough of that through his work as a prosecutor. It wasn't technically a war, but it still gave him a chance to see first hand how ugly mankind could get. Even with that experience, though, he couldn't even begin to imagine what it must be like living in a place like what Renamon described...being used to living in a place like this Institute! It wasn't right.
And so the worried expression stayed on his face and he was quiet, even after Renamon offered again to answer any questions he had. After another few moments of silence, he shook his head another time and looked away. "I'm--I'm sorry." Again with the apologizing. Apparently it was his favorite thing to do around Renamon. "I'm just...shocked to hear about all of this. I can't help worrying - about you being so used to a place like this, about why an organization would feel the need to create and abuse sentient programs for war..." About everything, basically.
It bothered him so much, he'd almost completely forgotten everything about this Institute and the shocking facts he'd learned in relation to that mess. One coronary-inducing subject at a time, please.