damned_institute | Day 25: Sun Room (Fourth Shift)

The concept of gardening in the greenhouse was not one that Hitsugaya was particularly fond of. It was likely exceptionally warm inside, whereas the young captain had a preference for cold climates. He also needed to make himself available for anyone who happened to want to speak with him. The sun room overall seemed the best choice.

As a warm and cheerful nurse led him into the sunroom, he glanced around. At the moment he was the first one there, which was good, as it meant he could keep an eye out for one of the many individuals who had expressed curiosity about the 'arts and crafts' division. It also meant he could watch out for Omi or this Hellsing woman. He excused himself from the nurse and proceeded to a seat that gave him a good view of the entrance. If not for the fact that he was being held here against his will, he might have felt happy. Real rice. He hadn't had time to eat as much as he had hoped, what with his meeting with Mustang, but he still ate a lot more than he'd had the opportunity previously. Even Momo seemed to be acting more like normal.

As unpleasant as the day had begun, it was turning out to be a good day.

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Talking about shinigami was less painful than talking about zanpakuto. "Shinigami very roughly translates into english as 'Death God.' Our duty is to protect the balance between the realm of the living and the dead, usually by cleansing evil spirits called 'Hollows' and bringing bringing good spirits from the living world to the world of spirits." Again, he wished Rukia were here. It would be easier to explain with her ungodly awful drawings.

Fox just calmly absorbed that for a moment. "From what I've heard about my own world, such things aren't a problem. There was a soldier who could supposedly speak with the ghosts of soldiers, they aided him in battle during the second world war. But very few people believe in ghosts," He couldn't help but give Hitsugaya a slightly morbid grin. For the longest time Fox had lived with the policy that since death smiled at everyone, he might as well smile back.

"What is the 'world of spirits' like?" Fox was curious, perhaps more so than he would have been before two failed attempts at reaching the after life.

He listened to the man's example with a small measure of pleasure. It meant, if nothing else, that he would likely be believed. "In my world, the only ghosts that would linger were either those who are bound to some object or person that keeps them there, or the Hollows...and hollows live only to devour strong souls. If this soldier could speak to ghosts, he had to have strong spiritual power." The grin was a little morbid, but nothing worse than Kenpachi's creepy battle-hungry grin. And the humor of the moment struck him, as well. He smirked slightly, one of the few near-smiles he'd made since arriving at landel's.

"The world of spirits is a lot like the living world," he said in an almost ho-hum fashion. "Although most technology is a few centuries behind the living world. Some people have been dead long enough to be very...behind the times." He shrugged slightly at this. "I was only alive for a year at most, and very rarely spend time there now. As a captain, I only go in matters of dire urgency. Kuchiki Rukia would likely be the best to give you a comparison. Of all of us, she's spent the most time among the humans."

He noted Matsumoto's smile and wave. He really did need to get her report from her. That and Sora's, if he happened to have a chance. There were far too many people he needed to talk to.

"I hate to cut this short, but I'm still missing a report from last night's activities, and the leader of that team is currently available." He stood and bowed respectfully to Fox. "Fox-san, I appreciate your efforts. Thank you."

"It sounds like an interesting place, I've always believed the afterlife in my world to be similar, but never actually managed to get there. Thank you," It was nice to know that, at least in one world, there was a nice afterlife to look forward too.

Fox got up as well and returned the bow.

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Day 25: Sun Room (Fourth Shift)

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