Day 65: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

As some of the clouds from earlier began to clear, the intercom jingle sounded over the intercom once again.

"Hello, patients!" came the Head Doctor's cheery voice. "I hope you're all feeling fresh and clean this evening! To top it all off, we've prepared a scrumptious herb chicken dinner for you to eat before bed. Of course, we have vegetarian options available, so please don't hesitate to ask the nurse if you're interested in that.

Also, since we have the pleasure of welcoming a few new patients into our family, some of you will be receiving new roommates. Let's do our best to give them a nice, big Landel's Institute welcome, shall we?"

The Head Doctor gave a friendly chuckle. "Well, anyway, enjoy your dinner!"

With that, the intercom shut off.

[Note: All dinner threads are posted in response to this entry. Be sure to check the Roommate Assignments if you're not sure what room/roommate your character has! Thanks.]

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Re: M4

[propheteer]

Izaya had, for the most part, kept a low profile throughout the day: monitoring discussions on the bulletin board and slinking around the corners of the sun room to observe—but he'd kept to himself all the while, aside from a few exchanged words via the bulletin with another of Landel's conspirators.

It was a funny thing, to be kept in the dark about the identities of the other four... While a part of him was quite curious to see the faces of those 'comrades', keeping himself hidden seemed the better choice—at least until his business with Landel was concluded. It wouldn't do for one of those four to turn against the others after having learned their identities, after all; morals could be bent, as he'd said to Landel last night, but there was also the possibility they'd snap after too long. He could ferret out the identities of the others later, when it was more convenient.

So while today had been spent monitoring the atmosphere and general disposition of the patient body, it would be straight to work tomorrow for getting a plan or two underway. He'd have to pay special attention tonight for anything he could use to lay some groundwork for it...

But first: dinner. His new roommate hadn't stirred before Izaya had slipped out of the room last night, but it seemed that wouldn't be the case tonight. The nurse let Izaya into the room and then locked the door behind him, and he adopted a smile.

"I'm glad to see you're up and about." Or at least awake and seated.

Re: M4

[heroesdontshave]

As distracted as he might have been, Snow wasn't so bad off that he didn't notice when the door opened and someone walked in. But he was evidently bad off enough that he didn't immediately trust his eyes. He glanced up, prepared to offer a half-hearted glare at the nurse, and ended up doing a complete double take at the boy's face. He actually gaped for a second, then suddenly looked exceedingly confused.

"Izaya?!" He stared at his face, then at the door, then at his face again. It was pretty evident he was wondering if he'd gotten shoved into the wrong room. "What're you doin' here?"

...Snow actually glanced around the room himself for a second. Maybe he was the one who'd walked into the wrong room.

[propheteer]

Ah, Villiers really was fun to watch. The shock of seeing him standing in the room instead of someone else (the previous tenant, perhaps) was plain to see—and Izaya was glad that he'd had the opportunity to get his own surprise out of the way the night before, so that he could truly relish the sight of Snow's reaction.

"I guess the nurse didn't tell you..." he mused, still lingering by the door. He gave a casual shrug of his shoulders. "It seems we're roommates now—as of yesterday, actually. Perhaps I should have said something to you then, but you had been sleeping so soundly I thought it best not to wake you."

Honestly, he'd been glad Villiers had been out last night; it had given Izaya plenty of time to ponder the unexpected turn of events without interruption.