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damned_institute2012-06-03 06:49 pm
gald_digger) wrote in damned_institute2012-06-03 06:49 pm
Day 64: Cafeteria (brunch)
Well, that went well! Anise had gained herself a gorgeously handsome new friend. She just hoped that weird illness didn't get either of them killed before she could get to know him any better.
... Yeah, that was morbid. It was hard not to think about, though.
Before going to the Cafeteria, Anise made a stop at her room to grab her journal, maps, and a pen. Once she finished eating, she could get a start on copying the maps for Barnaby. He was going to be so glad he met her!
With that done, Anise made her way to the Cafeteria, where she picked up an assortment of food, making sure to get some meat, vegetables, and milk on her tray. She then sat down at a table and set her notes aside while she started on her meal. It was hard not to feel self-conscious about the rash on her arm, though the makeup she used had blended the discolored part enough that it couldn't be seen from a distance. Anise just hoped no one would come specifically looking for it.
[Ilia!]
... Yeah, that was morbid. It was hard not to think about, though.
Before going to the Cafeteria, Anise made a stop at her room to grab her journal, maps, and a pen. Once she finished eating, she could get a start on copying the maps for Barnaby. He was going to be so glad he met her!
With that done, Anise made her way to the Cafeteria, where she picked up an assortment of food, making sure to get some meat, vegetables, and milk on her tray. She then sat down at a table and set her notes aside while she started on her meal. It was hard not to feel self-conscious about the rash on her arm, though the makeup she used had blended the discolored part enough that it couldn't be seen from a distance. Anise just hoped no one would come specifically looking for it.
[Ilia!]
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"So, how 'bout it? We should watch it, you know, together!" The older man was getting a little ahead of himself (the movie hadn't even been picked by the patients yet), but that was nothing new. He was genuinely excited about this and he wanted his partner to share in that energy with him, even if it wasn't the young man's usual style. "We need to broaden your horizons," he ribbed.
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Secretly, he was rather pleased Kotetsu would offer to spend time with him even if it wasn't for any specific purpose aside from waiting for Nightshift to come. But with how preoccupied Barnaby was with a lot of things today, he wasn't sure if he'd make for good company.
"This isn't really the time for things like that," Barnaby sighed as he lowered his fork.
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"Look, you can't be on the clock all the time, right? We have to live our own lives, too." It was a fact he sure as hell struggled with. Even off duty and back in his apartment, he often brought his work back with him. It festered within him, especially when he lost a civilian that night. But he also knew that there were things to help alleviate the things that haunted him, like talking with his daughter. He realized almost too late that he owed it to some people to take a moment to unwind and be a normal person even for a few hours.
"There's nothing wrong with enjoying the moment--That's usually all we got--Or had, I guess," he corrected with a forlorn sigh, but he rallied with a deep breath as he set both hands down on the table in front of his partner. "And I wanna enjoy my time watching a movie with you! Is that so wrong?" Ha, let's see Barnaby sigh his way out of that one! His tactic practically hit below the belt, but Wild Tiger didn't particularly care. It may have been only a day since they had talked in Barnaby's mind, but the older man had seen months without his partner. They both needed time to heal and reflect, sure, but distance hadn't exactly been the answer for the older man. Depression grew with every monotonous day and he didn't have anyone to talk to who could understand.
Now, it was him and Barnaby against the world and, as selfish as it was, Wild Tiger wanted to take advantage of that.
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Perhaps it was Kotetsu's way of making up for some of the things that had happened before Barnaby's arrival. On the other hand, he'd never known the man to insist on stopping a moment to smell the roses, especially when there was a crisis at hand. Once again, Barnaby was reminded of the way Kotetsu had fit comfortably in his arms that night they'd first bumped into each other at Landel's. He was different from the man he'd fought with at the ice skating rink, but it was difficult to understand all the nuances behind the change.
Barnaby was perplexed, but he was also interested to try to figure things out.
He took another sip of his drink. "You're not going to leave me alone about it, either, are you," Barnaby deadpanned. His cup may have been hiding the faint curve of his lips, but Kotetsu didn't have to know that.
Of course, his softening gaze was a bit more difficult to conceal. Even though he felt horrible, Kotetsu had a way with nudging his mood into a more positive direction when he least expected it.
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The smile on his face slowly receded, his dark skin grew a tinge paler, and his amber gaze narrowed to a spot on the cafeteria table. A cold shiver ran up his spine and his palms began to sweat. The older man knew exactly what was about to happen, but there wasn't enough time to get to the bathroom. He did his best to hide his sudden discomfort, but it was pretty obvious that something was wrong.
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"Tiger," he said, remembering to avoid Kotetsu's real name despite the worry mounting in the pit of his stomach. "You look pale. Are you all right?"