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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[selfnighted]

It took a bit of talking, but Maya managed to convince her escort to let her go to the Sun Room rather than out to the courtyard. From claims that Maya was perfectly fit (partially true or not true at all), to claims that she had a unfortunate predisposition against cold (a lie), to claims that Maya was tired (she was depending on the nurse noticing how little of the human food she ate—not a problem for Maya, but abnormal for a human), and the woman seemed to give in out of sheer weariness.

There was more elegant way of convincing her, Maya was certain, and all in all it seemed a mite too much work to get out of going outside. She simply didn't want to sit on the cold ground, and as Maya settled into a couch, she couldn't help but smile at her own self-indulgence.

Unfortunately, her own company had its disadvantages. In a few minutes, she became bored with sitting still, and as she idly rubbed her hands, her thoughts drifted to Wataru. Hmm. Perhaps she should have gone outside, after all.

[free]

[not_heavens_adam]

Johnny's thoughts were still stirring around with all the new information Lust had given him. He was human, he could get nutrition from food, supposedly that meant he could go into the sun and pray and do everything vampires weren't allowed to do.

It was liberating.

When the nurse came to collect him to take him outside, Johnny almost agreed, but once he stepped into the light and warmth of the Sun Room, he knew this was where he wanted to stay. It didn't take much, apparently the man wasn't comfortable with a male patient's sexual advances and was more than happy to leave him in the room and escape.

With a content sigh, Johnny flopped onto a couch, only slightly aware there was someone else on said couch. The warmth of sunlight on his skin was strange and pleasant. It was something he hadn't felt in centuries.

[selfnighted]

"Pleased about something?" Maya asked the man who'd just sat down. She was tempted to ask how he'd gotten rid of his nurse so quickly, but the answer could quite simply come down to his nurse and Maya's nurse having different personalities. Of course, it also depended on their charges; Maya couldn't discern whether her escort was upset with her on the best of days, and honestly: Maya simply didn't care enough to find out.

The question, then, was fairly pointless. "Did you have a good night?" Maya said instead, falling back on something that reliably occurred to everyone, even if someone's nighttime experience might be more fruitless than others.

[not_heavens_adam]

"Just the sunlight~" Johnny turned a small but honest smile onto the woman he shared the couch with. Had he been himself, he would have smelled her, sensed her presence without thinking, heard her heart beating in her chest...as nice as some of the changes were, the loss of his sharp senses was still a bit unsettling. He'd have to make up for it by being more observant than usual.

Her second question confused him, though, and he decided not to hide this from her. Better to gain information for now before deciding what to do with it. "I'm not certain I know what you mean. I don't remember falling asleep...I merely woke up in this place this morning. I assume it to be some sort of prison for non-humans or something of the sort." Was he wrong? It wasn't like he had a whole lot to go on other than he wasn't dreaming and the people here were most definitely not insane. The 'patients' weren't, at least.

[selfnighted]

Investigating the courtyard would have to come later, Maya noted. Possibly even at night, when she wouldn't be able to easily the discern the layout of the outdoors area, but that issue would have to come after she reached her destination, a goal she was having trouble with recently. For now, however....

The idea was intriguing. Maya hadn't thought about the prospect of the asylum being a prison for so-called 'non-humans'—she'd assumed it was a human institution because that's what everyone looked like. However, the general had made it clear that what he and his operation wanted were abilities of some sort, and the reason he'd taken over was due to his dissatisfaction with Landel to that end, if what the general said could be taken at face value. In light of that motive, it hardly mattered if the patients were humans or otherwise.

"Prison, yes. Of a sort. Convincing, is it not?" Maya smiled at the thought. "But be careful at night. The head doctor fancies himself a mad scientist then, and us, the rats."

[not_heavens_adam]

"So he likes experimentation. That shouldn't surprise me." Not for this sort of scenario. If you weren't going to train and utilize monsters what else did you do with them but torture and experiment? In some sick, twisted, way it made sense.

It made him wonder if he'd go back to normal at night, if his powers and abilities would be returned to the way they should be. Part of him rationalized that you couldn't have accurate results when testing monsters otherwise, but the more sick part of him figured 'why risk it?' If you had monsters where you wanted them, you didn't give them a chance to escape.

He turned his attention back to the woman and gave her one of his more charming smiles. "If you don't mind my asking, my lady~ What species are you?" Maybe if he could figure out what kind of creatures they were keeping here he'd have a better feel for the place in general.