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damned_institute2012-08-07 12:23 am
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Day 65: Intercom, Evening
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.]
"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.
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It was then that the door opened from behind. Sechs turned around, expecting to see the timid red-head enter the room. Instead, he was greeted by someone whose appearance was a complete opposite from Ritsu. The Replica's brows creased together over his widened eyes.
Forgetting his food or the fact that the stranger had introduced himself, Sechs suddenly stood up from his desk and glared accusingly at the white-haired man. "Wh-where's Ritsu?"
Yet those words barely went past his lips before his dizzying fatigue kicked in. Grunting, Sechs leaned against his desk, his head bowed and his eyes closed tight against the heavy fog filling up his skull. The dread he had been feeling was instantly replaced by a new fear: he had completely lost his last shred of a connection with Kibitoshin. There was no way he could ever know what had happened to him or how he was before he disappeared...
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Wow, no name? Niikura almost made some kind of pointed remark about how it was common courtesy to give your name in return, but stopped because to be honest, his newest roommate looked like a wreck at the moment. Akumetsu was notorious for pushing people to the absolute limit, but that was only when they honestly deserved it. The only thing this guy had done so far was ask for his old roommate, which was...well, that was a pretty logical thing to ask.
"No idea. "Switchin' roommates usually means the old one's gone, though, right?" He tried to sound sympathetic. "'m sorry about that; probably kinda hard with all the stuff that's--" He stopped as he noticed his roommate leaning hard against his desk, all the bluster of a few seconds ago completely gone. "--hey, you okay there?" Guys had this thing about personal space, so Niikura tried to inch as close as he dared without crossing the line of privacy. "Maybe you should, uh...sit down or somethin'..."
Things were off to a great start, weren't they?
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No... NO...!
He was on the verge of reliving his loss those few nights ago. Flashbacks of that dark empty room completely devoid of any sign of his friend, followed by his near brush with death at the hands of the post M-U entity living inside his subconsciousness... It was enough to awaken the loathsome drug as it slowly returned from its daily dormancy, squirming and slithering up and down Sechs' spine with its freezing tendrils. It was enough to weigh down the Replica's slump even further, like a bag of ice had suddenly been laid upon his back. All he could do was grit his teeth and give his desk a single pound of his fist.
"Shit! Too many... Too many of them gone...!"
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Niikura slowly inched over his desk, keeping an eye on his despairing roommate as he slid his chair out and quickly sat down. He kept glancing back every once in a while as he started in on his chicken, wondering if he should say something. It was hard to get a word in when the other guy seemed to have tuned the rest of the world out, and Niikura's idea of consolation tended to break personal bubble barriers, something that he wasn't sure his new roommate would appreciate just yet.
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Crap...! That damn chill in his back was getting worse... Breathe! Ignore it...!
There was an ounce of worry that his new roommate would start snooping into why this whole change was so upsetting, but the silence that followed helped ease that vexing thought. It was hard enough for the Replica to feel this loss all over again, never mind talk about it once more!
But that silence was disturbed by another voice, a quiet but powerful one that echoed its way from the poisoned depths of his consciousness.
"He knows you're infected..." was all the M-U drug had to say.
Those words sparked a whole series of provoking thoughts inside Sechs' head like a violent chain of exploding firecrackers. Sechs' eyes snapped open while his heart rate shot up to an angry pace. He glanced down at his arm to find that some of his bandages had slipped away from his elbow, revealing a bright patch of red upon his skin. Sechs' eyes then snapped back up towards his new roommate to see him awkwardly eating his dinner with visible discomfort on his face. "He knows..." Sechs grimly thought to himself, "And he's gonna do away with me for it!
"The hell's your problem, huh?!" Sechs pushed himself away from his desk and forced himself past his dizzying fatigue to stomp over to Niikura's desk. "It's because of this, right?!" he snarled, slamming his palm down beside Niikura's dinner and pointing at his blotched skin with his other hand.
"Well don't FUCKING bother think of trying to take me outta my misery for it!" he barked, glaring at his threat of a roommate with eyes wide with agonized rage. "If anything starts happening to me, you just run your ass outta here! Or I'll MAKE you! Got that?! I'm not killing ANYONE against my will tonight!"
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Where am I even going to start looking? One freakin' tiny bird that--
And then his thoughts were interrupted by his roommate, who had suddenly found himself in the mood to socialize, to put it nicely.
"WAUGH!" The teen nearly fell out of his chair as Sechs slammed his hand down next to his plate and angrily accused--no, warned--no...what was going on? Niikura stared at his roommate for a few seconds in utter confusion before his brain gave up and went on auto-pilot.
Unfortunately, auto-pilot meant that he just shouted whatever came first to his mind, but this was like the straw that had broken the camel's back, and honestly, he didn't really care anymore if he looked like a total idiot.
"What the--the hell is your problem?!" Niikura sputtered, jabbing his index finger at his roommate. "What--didn't anyone even--what--I'm just mindin' my own business! Didn't anyone tell ya to--" Oh great, and he was staring him right in the face too. Niikura hastily pushed his chair back and jumped to his feet to put some space between the two of them. He was not going to be intimidated by this, damn it, not when he was a Shou and therefore capable of incapacitating fully grown men in twelve different ways...!
"I'm not thinkin' of killing anyone, okay?!" - for once - "I got friends who are sick too, y'know! And I know how to handle myself! Sheesh! I mean, I mean, I don't even know your name! I've never even met you before! How would I even--rrrrgh just--just calm down, okay?! I get it! You're sick! Terrible! I got it! I'm on your side!"
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Now the unnatural chill inside Sechs' spine was rapidly spreading like growing cracks upon a sheet of thin ice. The shadows of the room had begun to stretch and slither into the Replica's vision -- even Niikura's face was beginning to change. The closer Sechs approached the youth, blackened numbers which only he could see flickered over Niikura's forehead. 3... 7... 9... Just some of the AR agents Sechs himself had killed. Another threat to his survival and identity... Kill or be killed...
Sechs' balled his hands into fists and took another step closer, pushing his roommate into a corner. If he could knock him out long enough to get out his machete...
"I'm on your side!"
The former battle android paused, his wild eyes blinking with sudden confusion. Wait...! The deep cold in his back, the unnaturally moving shadows, Niikura's mentioning of knowing someone else who was sick...! Damn it!
Akin to a flustered bull that was just charging at its target a mere second ago, Sechs took a confused step back, giving out a disgruntled snort through his nostrils as he did so. He took a moment to close his eyes and give his scruffy head a little shake, banishing the mental images the drug had forced upon him. He couldn't believe it! He had allowed the parasite in his back to incite him into attacking someone he barely knew! If he hadn't stopped himself in time...!
Finally, Sechs forced himself to reopen his eyes and deal with the mess of a first impression he had dropped on his new roommate. Thankfully his vision of Niikura was clear of any provoking numbers this time, but it didn't help fix the situation much for him. The Replica could only stand there, uncertain and reluctant to give Niikura full eye contact. What the hell was he supposed to say? That not only was he sick with a virus that would turn him into a monster, but that he was afflicted with a sentient drug out to take over his entire mind too?!
"...Fine," he finally said with a snort. The Replica tiredly turned away and dropped back down on his chair with a grunt. "My bad... Just... Just under a lot of pressure, ok?" was all he could say to explain his actions.
Another moment of silence and he gruffly added with a brief glance at his roommate, "...You can call me Sechs."
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He waited, slowly moving back until he could feel the corner behind him, and then--
Niikura couldn't help but sigh deeply in relief as his roommate abruptly turned around and went back to his chair. He didn't mind a good fight, but he also didn't like fighting when it could be helped, especially when it meant the possibility of being stabbed by a fork. As skilled as he was in these kinds of situations, he usually found himself up against opponents that were less...feral.
That didn't mean, of course, that he had totally let his guard down. He regarded his roommate warily as he replied, "...aye. I get it." Sort of. He was feeling pretty stressed at the moment, and he didn't even have the virus; he could only imagine how someone who was actually infected was feeling these days.
Niikura gave Sechs a weak smile as he waved again. "So...guess we'll do this over again, huh? Nice to meet ya, Sechs-san. I'm Niikura."