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Kotetsu T. Kaburagi ([personal profile] oyaji) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2012-01-23 08:08 pm

Day 61: Arts and Crafts Room (Third Shift)

Now that he had finally been allowed back inside, the warmth from the Sun Room hit him like a heated slap in the face. With ruddy cheeks and the sticky feeling of perspiration from his little walk/job with Niikura made him feel like a sun-burned mess. His nurse was kind enough to take his jacket from him before he went to the restroom to splash a little water on his face.

It also gave him a moment to himself, completely alone and silent so he could think. The water in the sink continued to run, but the older man was more occupied with the mirrors. He stared at his wet reflection as he took a few slow breaths to help contain himself. The longer he stayed here, the more surreal it all felt. Slowly, he began to feel less and less attached to this reality because he believed it was only a matter of minutes, seconds before he woke up.

He couldn't let the sensation overwhelm him. In fact, he picked a hand up from the sink and pinched himself to prove his point. Bizarre or not, this was his situation and he needed to figure out soon just who put him in it. The fact that none of the nurses would even humor his talk of his Hero alter ego said many things to him. Suddenly no one had even heard of him and it was an all too familiar problem that made his blood run cold. In spite of it all, he needed to be on his toes. This was no time to fall apart, he reminded himself. With one last deep breath, Kotetsu put his clueless smile back in place and stepped out of the bathroom with his nurse in toe who gave him a quick tour of the all the places he could go if he chose to.

He passed one room and took three steps back to get a better look. "Ah, excuse me, ma'am! What's this one?"

"Oh, that's arts and crafts," she said flippantly, not expecting a grown ass man would be interested in playing with clay. Well, she was clearly mistaken now that he saw the extent of the materials. They had a lot in here! And he had the perfect idea. If the staff here refused to regard him as Wild Tiger, he was just going to have to force it on them.

Snickering like a fool, Kotetsu grabbed several sheets of black construction paper, glitter, glue, and a pair of safety scissors before sitting down at a vacant table. Actually, all the tables were empty. He was the only one in here and that was probably for the best since he was making himself a makeshift domino mask of ultimate secretiveness.

He laid all the pieces of construction paper on top of each other before he began cutting out something that looked like an elongated figure eight with little barbed fins at the bottom. It wasn't going very well. Kotetsu was confident he could probably cut a tree down with a stick of butter faster than these scissors would cut through the paper.

He was going to be here for awhile.

[Kaede Kairi, come to papa!]
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[personal profile] stranded 2012-01-26 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Kairi tilted her head to the side from the odd look the man was giving her, but before she could ask him if he was okay, he answered her question, and she smiled. "It certainly looks like something, but I understand. This is the arts and crafts room, after all."

After deciding that the man is nice, Kairi sat down across from him with a smile, reaching forward to grasp onto a piece of origami paper in the middle of the table. She had to remember how to ... actually make the crane to make it. She was glad there were many pieces of paper in front of her.

"My name is Kairi," she told him with a smile. "I don't think I've ever seen you around before, so I decided to say hello. I hope you don't mind the intrusion."
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don't worry about it bb! <3

[personal profile] stranded 2012-01-28 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Kairi smiled warmly at his compliment, ducking her head slightly with embarrassment. "Thank you."

She always found it easy to read people, and right off the bat the princess of heart could tell that the man was hiding something. Who was she to judge? After all, as Kairi figured, she was hiding things too amongst the population of Landel's. Her Princess of Heart status, for example. She couldn't just go around telling someone who she was. It wasn't safe.

"Alright, Ko it is," she told him with a smile. She wouldn't push it. It wasn't fair to him to try and make him tell her something he didn't wish to share. She wouldn't push that on anyone. "It's nice to meet you, Ko."

At the mention of her origami, Kairi looked down, a sheepish grin crossing her lips. "Oh! I'm trying to make an origami crane. A boy I met a few weeks ago taught me how to make them, but I'm afraid I don't remember the exact steps," she laughed, folding the paper back and forth, trying to remember exactly how to make the bird. She'd get it sooner or later.

"So," she started up again, smiling. "Where are you from? I mean ... before here, of course. What world are you from?"
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[personal profile] stranded 2012-01-28 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Kairi watched Ko with a surprised expression, watching as he explained where he came from with rather ... sparkly explanations. It made the redhead smile, and she nodded her head, clapping her hands once he was done with his fabulous posing and grand hand gestures and words.

"Sooo ... does that mean you lived on an island? Because if so, me too!" she told him happily. "Destiny Islands, to be exact. It's a small world, but it's home.

"But yours sounds wonderful too!" she continued, smiling all the more. "And you have a very beautiful way with words, if I do say so myself. Have you ever considered perhaps writing? I used to write in my spare time, but there's not exactly much free time to do things like that anymore, considering .. well, where we are."

It is then that Kairi decided that she liked the man who sat in front of her. He made her smile, and he seemed to be a rather silly person, so how could she say no?

Especially considering it could have turned out that he could have been ... well, a real crazy person, like the woman from those many weeks (was it months now?) ago. She'd take what she could get.