DAY 65: Breakfast

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar came to slowly, vision blurred and head throbbing. His memory of the previous night was vague and somewhat scattered. What he was most aware of was his renewed and increased hatred for the man called Lingormr. The Ishbalan didn't give a damn if he had been a special counseling patient. That bastard had enjoyed every second of tearing Scar to shreds. What he may or may not have realized was how much it had affected Scar emotionally. He had felt a renewed sense of drive at the start of the night; the disruption on the intercom and the news of the 'cure' had rekindled a fire that fueled Scar to drive forward. To have a little hope.

Lingormr had promptly crushed that.

He was in pain. So much pain. The cut on his hand was only fading scab at this point, but stitches now pulled at the deep gashes in his legs and back. Not only had the nausea not settled, but his stomach was beginning to cramp. The rash on his arm was impossible to hide without the old bandages covering it. It had nearly reached his elbow.

Scar's hazy eyes could make out the nurse, now pushing a wheelchair up to his bedside. This was humiliating. And he was too exhausted and hurting to lash out or become angry. He was just broken. He still tried to take some sort of grudging control, insisting that he didn't need to be pushed around, that he could at least turn the wheels of the damned chair himself. But he didn't make it down the hallway before the pulling and sharp pain in his back became so obvious on his face that the nurse took over.

He entered breakfast with a frustrated, tired, but overall defeated look to him. Scar felt too sick to eat. He sat at the table and brooded, wishing more than anything to simply be left alone.

[For Goku!]

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[monkeyboy]

"Scar?" Goku laughed openly, delighted by the name. It was a very manly name and obviously fit him well, what with that big scar on his face. His food was momentarily forgotten as he studied the other person with vacant black eyes.

"Does that mean ya fight a lot?"

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar should have known that his name would garner some sort of overreaction from Goku. He had gotten enough strange looks for the mark permanently splashed across his face. He frowned, slightly, when Goku asked about fighting. Was he from a place where that was common?

"I guess you could say that." Yes, the Ishbalan had taken part in more than his fair share of fights.

He took a look around the room now that it had filled some. He took note of L, as well as the kind girl who had helped him the night before. The tension in his body eased somewhat when he noticed Frank and Lust, neither of whom he had seen at all, recently. Maybe he would speak with Frank later.

Scar could use the man's kindness right now.

[monkeyboy]

"Really? Yer a fighter?!" It was about the only topic that could actually distract Goku from thinking about food or stuffing his face. "That's cool! I'm one! Pretty good at it too--Oh!" His fork was slammed down his tray with all the dramatic fury a fourteen-year old monkey child could muster. "We should spar sometime! Yeah, that'd be a lotta fun!

"Do you know a girl called Taura? She is like really tall and a good fighter, even for a girl!"

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar raised his eyebrows a bit when Goku mentioned sparring with him sometime. He was fairly certain that he could throw the tiny boy all the way into town, but he would humor him. He was, after all, a kid.

It was strange. His conversation with Goku had made him, if only for the moment, clear his mind of what had happened last night.

Scar shook his head at the mention of the Taura girl. "That's the problem with girls, they catch you off guard." He figured he ought to say something. And it was true, really. Two of the people who had come closest to having him dead in Amestris had been women.

[monkeyboy]

"They do! Yeah, yer right! I mean the girls I knew back home were scaredy cats, but the ones here will kick yer butt just as good as the guys. I mean Taura kicked me right in the balls haha! It was a lotta fun!" It seemed such an odd thing to be proud of, but Goku appreciated any kind of fight, especially those he lost because it showed him how to improve on his own technique.

But as soon as this new subject had been approached, Goku dropped it for another strange revelation. "Why ain'tcha eatin'?"

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar wasn't quite sure what was fun about being kicked... there. But as soon as he was starting to catch up with Goku's rapid, somewhat difficult to follow conversation, the boy had jumped to something new. His mellowed, exhausted state of mind was having difficulty keeping up.

"I'm not hungry," he said simply. In all honesty, Scar was nauseated and his stomach hurt. His emotional state at the moment did not lend itself well to food, either.