Day 65: Sun Room

[fallenbeanpole]

His nurse had whisked him away from breakfast as soon as the intercom’s voice faded.  Surprisingly, she didn’t take him to the shower rooms, instead bringing him to the Sun Room (as she called it), explaining that since this was his first day he would be allowed to skip the showers.  Besides, it would be good to let his injuries heal a little more.

 

He’d passed through this room on the way to breakfast, but hadn’t really paid much attention to it the first time.  Now that he was standing here, the Once-ler understood why it was called the Sun Room.

 

Despite the fact that it was cloudy outside, there was still far more natural light coming in through the ceiling windows than he had seen in a long time.  The Once-ler stood still for a few moments, simply staring up.  It seemed almost like a dream, really.  The valley never got brighter than twilight, even at noon.  There was too much smog in the air to let any more light through.

 

After a few minutes, he shook his head.  Anybody who saw him just standing in the middle of the room would probably have questions about it, and he did not relish the thought of explaining himself to a stranger.  He glanced around the room itself, spotting the bulletin board Soma had talked about during breakfast.  The Once-ler decided that was a good place to start, and hobbled on over to get a closer look.

 

[For Nina, I believe?]

Comments

That's all right! I'll go ahead and tie this up.

[dualistic]

Well, for as weird as the kid was, Harvey couldn't say that he had zero manners. Not that it really meant all that much, since words only got a person so far, but he figured it was better than someone being rude and taking him for granted. In the end, he only nodded in reply to the newcomer's words.

"There are obviously some more useful weapons out there, but getting them is a little trickier." Trying to explain Doyleton, let alone getting into the logistics of how difficult it was to go there at night, wasn't something he had time for, seeing how the nurses were starting to make the move to escort them elsewhere.

"Guess you'll have to figure that out on your own," he said as he stood. It might be for the best. It probably wasn't a good idea, telling a kid how to get a gun. "The name's Harvey, by the way." They hadn't actually exchanged names during this entire conversation. Better late than never, right?

\o/

[lovesthepain]

He saw no reason to further keep Harvey from whatever it was he'd been up to before Harpuia had beckoned him over. "Harpuia," he replied simply. "You've given me more than enough information to work with. I won't take up any more of your time."

A slightly less backalley choice of weapons would be a step in the right direction, yes, but for now, Harpuia's biggest priority was to just have something that could serve as a weapon. He could worry about upgrades once he was a little less of a sitting duck. It was enough to simply lay down a foundation for now; this didn't seem like the sort of place for reckless action.