Day 62: Sun Room (Second Shift)

[complicatedliar]

The line of questioning that Rita had begun at breakfast still plagued Loki, as did his own uncomfortable feelings about the entire concept of people being transformed into monsters. It wasn't a useful line of thought, and he needed a better direction to consider.

Hopefully, conversation with Soma would provide that. While she seemed quite stern at times, Loki found her presence oddly relaxing.

Though he had to wonder if perhaps he wouldn't end up seeing her this shift after all, since she might be included in the group that was being herded to the showers. (As much as the statement also was one he greeted with relief, since he was wondering when he'd get an opportunity to bathe. The thought of being trapped in a building with a great many mortals and no bathing facilities had been too horrifying to contemplate.) He'd always been a bit bad at guessing the ages of mortals, mostly because they were so ridiculously short-lived.

Having already established a neurotic fear of the cold with his nurse, there was no difficulty convincing her that he'd be much better off in the Sun Room. Loki settled into his habitual seat, taking a moment to coax one of the cats into his lap. All settled in, he propped his notebook on the arm of the chair and went back to writing.

[Soma?]

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[no_dont_go]

[from here]

The light that streamed in the windows seemed thin to Aigis. She knew that light was made of waves and could not rightly be touched, but this human body gave her a different perspective on things. Particularly things that she could "see" and "feel." She didn't understand art in the least, but she found herself growing more curious about nature and the aesthetic side to things the more time she spent in this body. Perhaps she was becoming complacent with how things in the institute were operated.

That very thought frightened her. She could never become a willing puppet of the institute and yet... And yet Aigis could not shake the feeling that that may well be where things were turning. Hadn't she just the night before admitted to Sechs that she was in some ways thankful for what Landel had done?

Her new heart thudded in her chest unexpectedly then, and Aigis reached up, clenching at the gray neckline.

[for The Doctor~]

[timedork]

Breakfast had been... better than the Doctor had expected it to be. Trying to get a fresh start had worked (after a fashion), but now that it was later, it was time to start dealing with everything he'd decided to delay. Keeping an eye out for Donna, Dean, and Peter in particular, he started to make his way to the bulletin board, intending to leave a couple of notes for them, if nothing else, just to see whether they were here.

Half-way there, he spotted someone unexpected: the Auton who'd shot at him and Castiel over a week ago. But... No, that couldn't be right. Perhaps she just looked like the Auton, or vice versa; non-human(oid)s here were all in human bodies, and that night she had very clearly revealed non-human, non-organic features...

He found himself making his way towards the girl, bulletin board and notes for mates forgotten for the time being.

"Sorry," he said to get her attention, coming to a stop nearby. "Might've got the wrong person, but—... Have we met before?"

[no_dont_go]

A man approached her, doing nothing to startle but Aigis' heart sped a few beats nonetheless. The uncomfortable feeling lasted about five seconds, then faded. Concerned, but distracted by the young man, she turned to give him a good look-over before answering his question.

"I do not believe we have," she stated plainly. She frowned, brows drawing together as she studied his face. "However... I do believe I have seen you somewhere before."

Enacting a rigid bow, Aigis inwardly praised herself for remembering the proper etiquette for introductions before it was well past the appropriate time. "I am Aigis. Perhaps we have talked on the bulletin board at some point as well?"