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damned_institute2013-02-17 02:28 pm
envy_the_sinners) wrote in damned_institute2013-02-17 02:28 pm
Day 69: Breakfast
Scar scowled, both relieved and angry that he had woken up once again in his own bed. That lanky man who had become his new roommate on the night of his death was sound asleep one bed over.
This was coming to be the new "normal." It was infuriating.
As always, he begrudgingly followed his nurse into the cafeteria and took a seat. He preferred to file in with the majority of the patients in order to avoid sticking out, but no such luck this morning.
Scar stared at his food rather than starting in on it, despite the newly found appetite that had been lost thanks to that blasted sickness. He had a lot to think about. He hadn't managed to find Frank last night. The damn intercom had beaten him to it. And judging by Tsubaki's reaction to him, he had been out for at least a day's time. How many had noticed? Cared? It couldn't have been many.
But it was the few who did whose detection Scar was desperate to avoid.
[Eddyyyy!]
This was coming to be the new "normal." It was infuriating.
As always, he begrudgingly followed his nurse into the cafeteria and took a seat. He preferred to file in with the majority of the patients in order to avoid sticking out, but no such luck this morning.
Scar stared at his food rather than starting in on it, despite the newly found appetite that had been lost thanks to that blasted sickness. He had a lot to think about. He hadn't managed to find Frank last night. The damn intercom had beaten him to it. And judging by Tsubaki's reaction to him, he had been out for at least a day's time. How many had noticed? Cared? It couldn't have been many.
But it was the few who did whose detection Scar was desperate to avoid.
[Eddyyyy!]
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"I simply remember what's necessary," Kratos replied with a shrug, spearing a piece of pancake and eating it in one bite.
He raised an eyebrow at the mention of spelunking; that was a nighttime activity he'd never heard before. "Really. Spelunking. How did you get into that?" Ilia wasn't being very forthcoming about her strange escapade, and Kratos suspected that was not necessarily by choice, but he had to try for more information anyway. It would be something else to look into after he'd checked that book.