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damned_institute2012-01-23 08:08 pm
oyaji) wrote in damned_institute2012-01-23 08:08 pm
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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!]
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.
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"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.
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Plus, she said he had a real way with words! A spot in his chest tingled for a bit, warming him up from the inside-out. It was the same feeling he had when he won Kaede's affection, though that had been fleeting the last few months. Frankly, Kotetsu was desperate for any compliments he could scrape together and hold onto for even a moment.
"Ah, ha ha, you think so?" Kotetsu could feel his cheeks growing warm as he tried to keep a humble air about him. It wasn't working very well. "I had a journal for a bit I guess..." However, nothing in it was in any way substantive.
There was a brief silence between them once he could no longer keep digging himself into a dark hole. It was either further down where a time bomb no doubt awaited him or start the arduous task of tunneling back out. The former was his usual answer to everything, but he was learning slowly that it inevitably hurt more in the long run. Sometimes that band-aid needed to be ripped off, so you may as well do it soon and quickly instead of letting it gradually grow infected.
"Actually, Kairi... About what I said, you know, being a storm conjurer and... making water sing. Well, that wasn't... I was just teasing you--I, I didn't think you'd really--I mean a lot of the people have really cool stories and I--" This was just not going well. Kotetsu decided to change up his strategy. "B-But I do live on an island, though! Just like you!" Again, those white lies just came sailing out before he could even stop himself. It was sort of true that he lived on an island, or a peninsula at the very least! Kind of.
"And it is layered in bronze and silver and gold!" Sort of. "I used to live in the Bronze district, though it is really crowded. It's probably not as pretty as your island. So the question is!" His voice grew serious as he stared hard at Kairi with his amber eyes. "What... was your favorite thing about your home?" Hopefully she wouldn't get too homesick, but maybe it would help her keep her sights set on getting out of here as soon as possible. yeah, that was the way to look at it! He was simply building her ambitions and strength like a good Hero!
As she thought about it, Kotetsu grabbed a piece of green origami paper and began folding it haphazardly.