Day 65: Intercom, Dawn

[damned_intercom]

The intercom jingle signaled a new day. Although clouds blocked a good portion of the sun, making the cold morning seem that much colder, the Head Doctor's voice was as cheery as always.

“Rise and shine, everyone!” he greeted, and those listening to him could hear the smile in his voice. "We've got a scrumptious breakfast waiting for you all – french toast! Doesn't that sound delectable? Or maybe that's because I'm really, really hungry right now..."

The Head Doctor gave a self-depreciating laugh. "Anyway, we have a few new patients here with us today, so be sure to give them a nice, warm, Landel's Institute welcome when you see them! Ta-ta for now! Enjoy your breakfast."

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Rock Lee woke-up suddenly, drenched in a cold sweat. Or was that the rain water still clinging to his skin? Lee sat up in the bed, trying to make heads or tails of the suddenly calm situation he found himself in. A hospital. That was easy enough to glean from the sanitary smell and feel of the room. But what had he done to land himself in one? Was the war over, or had it all just been some nightmare?

Lee put a hand to his head, hoping to clear away the cobwebs left there by sleep. It was when uncovered flesh met his forehead that Lee realized his bandages were missing. In fact, his usual spandex suit was missing as well. Not that he slept in it, but usually he slept stripped down to his boxers. Oddly enough, even the hospital clothing he was wearing hardly seemed like a normal hospital garb. It was two pieces, for one. And grey. Not the most comforting of colors.

Before Lee could even think of what may have become of Sai and the others, let alone Naruto or his beloved sensei, a young man, looking a little nervous but eager, entered the room and offered Lee a smile. "Morning, Bruce. I hope you managed to sleep well. But it's time for breakfast and I'm sure you don't want to be late!"

The ninja blinked owlishly at the man, uncertain how to proceed. He opened his mouth, then shut it. Then opened it again. "Where am I?"

"Oh! Right! Um," the man stuttered a bit, but seemed to regain confidence quickly. "You're in Landel's Institute! And I'm sure you're going to make a lot of friends, but you can't do that lying in bed all day. C'mon, Bruce! Let's go eat!"

"But I am not--" Before Lee could correct the man, he was already talking again, seeming to want to block out whatever Lee had been meaning to say. "Oh, you'll be okay, Bruce! And I'll be there in case you start to feel uncomfortable! So c'mon! It's french toast~" He said the meal's name as if it were a mystical and rare artifact.

Still confused, and tired, not to mention disoriented, Lee gave in and decided to just sort it out after he had eaten. He was pretty hungry, after all. Once that was done, he could find whoever ran this institute and ask them to reassign him to the front lines. He wasn't all that badly injured, after all. He just needed to rest, and now that that was done, he would be all ready to go!


As soon as breakfast was eaten, that is.

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