Day 61: Music Room (Third Shift)

[ippo]

His conversation with Jesse had felt him feeling a little less numb. Nothing sensational, but he no longer caught himself zoning out at his lap or the carpet for minutes on end. Then again, it could have just been the pain killers wearing off. Either way, Ippo felt more lucid and while the tremors still paralyzed his finer motor skills, he could at least hold onto his lunch while his nurse wheeled him into the Music Room.

It was probably for the best since he couldn't play games, walk around outside, or make anything in the arts and crafts room. All you needed to listen to music, though, were two years. Actually, you really only needed one so he was beyond the minimum requirement.

In a corner of the room, Ippo was wheeled around so he got a view of the entrance in case he saw someone he knew. The woman accompanying him wrestled up a CD player for him to listen to. It was a pretty advanced model and the boxer was surprised they would hand out something so pricey to patients. Still, Ippo wasn't going to complain. he didn't listen to music all that much except to catch rhythm when he trained, but the classical music chosen was easy to listen to. He could drift in and out as he fumbled with his sack lunch. The apples were eaten first since they were easiest to pick up.

[Woody o/]

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[tryingtogetahead]

It wasn't natural. Even Celty could tell that much. As a Dullahan, getting her head back hadn't mean getting it attached back like this, and then with her memories... not having those had left her thinking that this wasn't even her head to begin with. But she couldn't bring herself to say as much when she wasn't even sure if that was really true.

All she wanted was answers, but the only things she kept getting were more and more questions.

As he stared, she remained oblivious to it with her eyes averted, but brought them back the moment he turned a question back on her. Did she like it? Like having a head, hers or otherwise? That wasn't something she'd really considered before. And now that she thought about it... was it better to have a head without her memories, or no head with the same?

"I'm... not sure..." she admitted shakily, frowning herself before a thought came, "... I've been able to try food for the first time though."

[ofthemotions]

It was somewhat of an awkward conversation, and it only served to remind him that he didn't know the Dullahan well at all. Mikado found himself glad that she was looking away. Her eyes were a bit disturbing when focused on him, a sharper way of watching than she had before.

And then, of course, she looked back at him when he questioned, and he blinked, looking down. Only to glance up a beat later in curiosity. For the first time? "You, ah... You didn't have to eat before, Celty-san?" Something he hadn't even considered actually, and had only assumed. As an 'inhuman' existence, he should have considered that. How would she have ate, for starters? Unless she could absorb it, or.... Did her body just continue on, without nutrients and changeless? He was curious suddenly, irrevocably so, but questioning like that seemed far too much of an overstep. He wasn't willing to tread there so casually.