He walked out into the Sun Room quickly, scanning the room for familiar faces. If he couldn't find them here, he'd look elsewhere, nurses and security be damned. He'd use the bulletin if he had to.
...The bulletin. He was going to have to inform everyone, wasn't he? That Yomi was dead. It wasn't a duty he was all too eager to carry out, but it was one he would perform nonetheless. Because someone had to inform those close to her. He glanced around the room again, still not seeing any familiar faces, then quickly headed to the bulletin board as a slight detour. He really didn't want to discuss the particulars to be honest, so he'd just...
And then he saw it. Another post on the board: simple and short. Or more, he saw the name on it first. Ema Skye. He stared at the message, reading that single sentence over and over before he allowed it to sink in. Slowly. ...Then it dropped like a brick into the pit of his stomach. Ema. Ema Skye... was gone. Another lost, another gone, another day in Landel's. It was part of the routine by now. But it never stopped hurting to see names appearing on the board. And it hit especially hard when it was that name.
So many people gone. People he knew from here, people he knew from home, people he might have called friends. And his brother. Now Ema was another to add to the tally, and it just suddenly felt like too much. Far, far too much. Too much loss and pain in a short period of time. He didn't think he could... No, he couldn't handle it. Not anymore. Not one more. If he had to see one more name he knew, he might just scream.
He never did end up making that announcement. He pulled away from the bulletin board, suddenly even more desperate to find the others from last night. No, that wasn't really it. Because he was frantic and selfish. So he was only really looking for one particular individual. One he hoped to whatever powers might be listening that he managed to find him in person. And not as another name.
no subject
He walked out into the Sun Room quickly, scanning the room for familiar faces. If he couldn't find them here, he'd look elsewhere, nurses and security be damned. He'd use the bulletin if he had to.
...The bulletin. He was going to have to inform everyone, wasn't he? That Yomi was dead. It wasn't a duty he was all too eager to carry out, but it was one he would perform nonetheless. Because someone had to inform those close to her. He glanced around the room again, still not seeing any familiar faces, then quickly headed to the bulletin board as a slight detour. He really didn't want to discuss the particulars to be honest, so he'd just...
And then he saw it. Another post on the board: simple and short. Or more, he saw the name on it first. Ema Skye. He stared at the message, reading that single sentence over and over before he allowed it to sink in. Slowly. ...Then it dropped like a brick into the pit of his stomach. Ema. Ema Skye... was gone. Another lost, another gone, another day in Landel's. It was part of the routine by now. But it never stopped hurting to see names appearing on the board. And it hit especially hard when it was that name.
So many people gone. People he knew from here, people he knew from home, people he might have called friends. And his brother. Now Ema was another to add to the tally, and it just suddenly felt like too much. Far, far too much. Too much loss and pain in a short period of time. He didn't think he could... No, he couldn't handle it. Not anymore. Not one more. If he had to see one more name he knew, he might just scream.
He never did end up making that announcement. He pulled away from the bulletin board, suddenly even more desperate to find the others from last night. No, that wasn't really it. Because he was frantic and selfish. So he was only really looking for one particular individual. One he hoped to whatever powers might be listening that he managed to find him in person. And not as another name.
[Nigredoooo]