Day 64: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

When the cheery jingle sounded over the speakers, the Head Doctor could be heard humming a song that suspiciously sounded like pieces of "Superstar" from today's movie. Then, as if realizing people were listening, he abruptly cleared his throat.

"Good evening, patients!" he greeted after a quick recovery. "I do hope everyone had a pleasant day. And what better way to end things than with a scrumptious steak dinner? We'll be including fries on the side, as well as offering our usual assortment of water, milk, and juices. Of course, we also carry vegetarian options for those of you who don't eat meat. Enjoy!"

The intercom turned off, leaving the nurses to escort patients to their rooms.

((Please make all dinner threads under this post with your character's room number in the subject line. For updated roommate assignments, refer to the latest Lounge Post. Thanks!))

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[sarcasmfordummies]

Uneventful wasn't so much the word for the day so much as boring. Donna hadn't spoken to hardly anyone and even through that much had all but forgotten to get a good look at the bulletin board. She supposed she was still tired from the last night of running around everywhere to get away from undead vultures, but even after stuff like that she generally didn't feel so tired.

Lacking beauty sleep aside.

"At least I'm not so tired as to not eat," she sighed, digging in to her meal and wondering if it would be best to stay the night in. After the last, she already knew she'd earned it!

[selfnighted]

Well. That was a refreshing nap. Of course it was a bit of an annoyance to realize upon waking that she'd been sulking all day, but waking didn't give her any clarity of thought regarding anything else, so Maya would just put it firmly out of her mind....

Though it had been interesting to discover that the nurse didn't, for whatever reason, like to wake her. Unlikely that Maya could out this discovery to any use, however. And on top of that, the nurse didn't know who Threepwood was, and Maya didn't know who else to ask. There was no list of patients anywhere the patients could access that she knew of.

"Good evening," she said distractedly as she entered the room. "No injuries, I hope?"

[sarcasmfordummies]

"Yeah, I guess," Donna shrugged at the first part, looking up from her food in time to catch the second part and add, "'No bloody birds trying to eat us?' is the better question, especially since the answer is a great big hell no."

A calm evening without monsters or taunting. That would be a good evening, and even then good was the only word that could be used. Stepping up to something like great or fan-freaking-tastic would need to involve the TARDIS and hopefully Landel getting tossed off a cliff. Or something to that effect.

"And how'd your day treat you?"

[selfnighted]

How, indeed. Maya took a moment to think. "Minimal taunting today, I suppose?" That, or she'd become used to Intercom Man. Or she had simply not heard about...half? the announcements today. No matter; she'd be up to hear the customary one before the doors unlocked. If there was one thing about him Maya could discern, it was his love of his own voice.

He could drop pretenses and be his own malicious self at those times, Maya supposed. Bothersome man.

More importantly... "Did you see the bodies at the entrance?" Maya could have stayed to poke around, but she'd been in too much a hurry to leave that room. "I wonder if something had gone wrong."