The shadow cast by the night’s events had sat over her all throughout her morning routine, chilling her in unnamed places. But despite her distraction, there had been one thing she couldn’t forget: Rapunzel. Finding out that her roommate was okay had helped a little.
But only a little. There were still others out there, others she wasn’t so sure about. And there was still the Head Doctor’s “sickness” to contend with.
It was enough to make Tsubaki want to crawl under the covers and block the world out. Withdrawing just wasn’t an option, however, and Tsubaki willed herself to keep her composure on her way past the entry room, even if she spared it a long look. Done was done. She knew it, but it still hurt. Was Landel truly reaping all the souls of his victims, or was he just mutilating bodies for the sake of it? Either answer was horrible.
Given that the Institute was still feeling the aftershocks from last night, the first stop of the day, first and foremost, had to be the bulletin board. Tsubaki knew there were a few people who might be looking for her, and she was sure most people would be headed that way, so it seemed like a good place to linger in. Any news would be good news. The quiet defeats and disappearances were just as significant as the… as the public defeats.
Against her will, an image of the blood-splattered entryway rose in her mind, and she sighed to herself under her breath. But she didn’t let her dread show in her eyes. No. She couldn’t. Not now.
Not until everyone was free and they could go home.
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The shadow cast by the night’s events had sat over her all throughout her morning routine, chilling her in unnamed places. But despite her distraction, there had been one thing she couldn’t forget: Rapunzel. Finding out that her roommate was okay had helped a little.
But only a little. There were still others out there, others she wasn’t so sure about. And there was still the Head Doctor’s “sickness” to contend with.
It was enough to make Tsubaki want to crawl under the covers and block the world out. Withdrawing just wasn’t an option, however, and Tsubaki willed herself to keep her composure on her way past the entry room, even if she spared it a long look. Done was done. She knew it, but it still hurt. Was Landel truly reaping all the souls of his victims, or was he just mutilating bodies for the sake of it? Either answer was horrible.
Given that the Institute was still feeling the aftershocks from last night, the first stop of the day, first and foremost, had to be the bulletin board. Tsubaki knew there were a few people who might be looking for her, and she was sure most people would be headed that way, so it seemed like a good place to linger in. Any news would be good news. The quiet defeats and disappearances were just as significant as the… as the public defeats.
Against her will, an image of the blood-splattered entryway rose in her mind, and she sighed to herself under her breath. But she didn’t let her dread show in her eyes. No. She couldn’t. Not now.
Not until everyone was free and they could go home.