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damned_institute2012-06-16 01:26 am
damned_intercom) wrote in damned_institute2012-06-16 01:26 am
Day 64: Intercom, Evening
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!))
"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!))
F14
She ended up keeping to herself for the fourth shift, though she was able to take a minute to put on a smile and deliver some maps to Barnaby. She didn't linger around for long, though - coming on too strongly the day they met would just make her look desperate. She had to pace herself.
When the girl returned to her room after killing time for the rest of the shift, she slumped down into her chair, feeling suddenly tired. She'd been able to put on a smile and even forget about her worries for a while during the day, but the moment she was alone, all those worries came flooding back. She was sick, and it wasn't going away. It was going to get worse. She had to tell Claude, do what she could to help herself, and... try to prepare herself for the worst.
With thoughts of her illness weighing on her mind, Anise started to eat the steak before her. At least they'd served one of her favorite foods. She just hoped it wouldn't turn out to be her last meal.