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damned_institute2012-09-11 12:49 pm
nobleman) wrote in damned_institute2012-09-11 12:49 pm
Day 66: Breakfast
What Guy had seen on that scan resulted in some mixed feelings. While he had expected to find something in Claude, seeing how he was sick, it hadn't been quite the same as what they'd seen when they had scanned that other ill patient two nights ago. What did that mean? It was possible that the shape of it just looked different because of where it was in Claude's stomach, but Guy couldn't help but feel that there was a deeper meaning to it.
Yet another thing that he didn't understand, then. With a sigh, he got himself up out of bed and went searching immediately for the single leaf that he'd taken from the X-ray room last night. It was stored carefully in his possessions box, which meant that he didn't have to worry too much about that.
While he wanted to quickly sketch the leaf's general shape to post on the bulletin, Guy wasn't given that chance, as his nurse showed up before he could even grab for his journal. He had to relent and let her lead him to the cafeteria for breakfast. While Guy considered stopping by the bulletin to leave a note, that could wait until after he ate. He suspected that Anise or Luke would try to find him as soon as possible to tell him about their findings, so leaving a note for them would be redundant.
He did need to ask about the clue from last night and see if anyone else had further insight on it, but that might be something Claude wanted to do, seeing how he had a better idea of who that baptist was and what it all might signify.
After collecting a small amount of food onto a plate, Guy took a seat near the cafeteria's entrance, keeping an eye out for any of his friends so he could flag them down as they walked in.
[For Anise and Claude.]
Yet another thing that he didn't understand, then. With a sigh, he got himself up out of bed and went searching immediately for the single leaf that he'd taken from the X-ray room last night. It was stored carefully in his possessions box, which meant that he didn't have to worry too much about that.
While he wanted to quickly sketch the leaf's general shape to post on the bulletin, Guy wasn't given that chance, as his nurse showed up before he could even grab for his journal. He had to relent and let her lead him to the cafeteria for breakfast. While Guy considered stopping by the bulletin to leave a note, that could wait until after he ate. He suspected that Anise or Luke would try to find him as soon as possible to tell him about their findings, so leaving a note for them would be redundant.
He did need to ask about the clue from last night and see if anyone else had further insight on it, but that might be something Claude wanted to do, seeing how he had a better idea of who that baptist was and what it all might signify.
After collecting a small amount of food onto a plate, Guy took a seat near the cafeteria's entrance, keeping an eye out for any of his friends so he could flag them down as they walked in.
[For Anise and Claude.]
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As Yuri was shuffled around from his room to the cafeteria, he grilled as much information as he could about Landel's from the staff members. He managed to learn a few things. That it was a mental institute, his "real" name and that his own mother had sent him here. He had to almost bitterly laugh at that notion. While his mother hated his guts, she also couldn't function outside of a nursing home without him being home. He was surprised they didn't take her instead.
But what's done is done. No matter how much he tried to ask nicely, he couldn't see the head of the institute and it was fruitless to try with all the nurses blocking his path like trained robots. Now he had to look for a phone, computer or anything that would allow him communication with the outside world when he had the chance. He knew this facility has to have contact with the outside world and with a high profile judge gone missing, that would cause quite a ruckus back home.
At least he didn't have to wake up to somebody yelling at him- oh wait.
He made his way through the line, his hair extra droopy today as if it was connected to his mood. The staff handling the food served him up a hearty portion of breakfast as a sort of welcoming gift. Yuri wasn't up for eating any of it.
"Excuse me, do you serve tea here?" He requested.
"Oh yes, coming right up." The lady gave a fake plastic smile and walked to the back of the room behind the counter. A few moments later and she produced a cup and a pot of boiled tea. She served it to him in a timely matter.
"There you go, anything else?"
"Do you have any... honey?" His eyes scanned the condiment packs.
"One second." Like clockwork, she produced a packet for him.
"Thank you very much." He thanked the lady for letting him enjoy a small comfort from home.
A nurse waiting for him at the end of the line escorted him to the tables, as if he was a small child in kindergarten again. He wanted to feel insulted but there were bigger fish to fry. In any case, he sat down at a lone table in one corner. While squeezing out the drops of sweet oozing honey out of the packet, he took in a view of the surroundings; noting the amount of colorful characters inside. The patients themselves actually looked more human to him and perhaps more willing to give honest answers.
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