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The Intercom ([personal profile] damned_intercom) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2014-02-03 05:54 pm

Day 75: DAWN, MORNING, NOON, AND AFTERNOON

As the day started, the weather only seemed to be improving, and some patients might even call it warm. Granted, the climate control in the building meant it wouldn't make a difference until someone chose to venture outside.

For now, though, it was time for breakfast, and the intercom came on to wake up all of the patients from their enforced slumber.

"Breakfast sandwiches... how could you not look forward to something like that, dear patients?" Even as Landel spoke, the nurses started peeking into rooms and rousing people from their beds.

"There's plenty to look forward to today, from the recreational field to the greenhouse. I hope that you all enjoy your days and your lunches."

As usual, lunch would be handed out in a paper bag, offering some fruit and vegetables to snack on, along with a sandwich as the main course and pudding for dessert.

"That's all for now!" Though the Head Doctor would be announcing the different shift changes throughout the day, as usual.

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earthling: (new places)

[personal profile] earthling 2014-02-18 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
All in all, Claude felt like his talk with Guy had gone better than he could have hoped for. With his heart a little lighter, he walked out onto the recreational field, his eyes scanning the area for a familiar face.

When he caught sight of Lloyd, though, he quickly made his way over to him. Lloyd was his roommate, which they'd get to talk to each other during dinner anyway, but Claude knew he wouldn't feel right until he could see how the other boy was doing.

"Hey," he greeted. "It's...been awhile, huh." Wow, it was hard not to feel a little lame when he worded it like that.
Edited 2014-02-18 15:03 (UTC)
redcladidealist: (Whoa really?)

[personal profile] redcladidealist 2014-02-19 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Attention still focused on his search for his friend, Lloyd started in surprise when his eyes swept over the face of his missing roommate. "Claude!" Of all the people he might have expected to see, Claude was maybe the last of them - mostly because it had been so long. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you for days!" Days with no hint of what had happened except for trays of untouched food set out on the table each night.

Setting aside his search for the moment, the teen moved to close the distance between him and the blond. "Are you alright?" he asked, searching the other's face. He couldn't imagine any good reason why the nurses would have kept Claude separated from the others for so long.
earthling: (earnest young man)

[personal profile] earthling 2014-03-12 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I feel like I should be asking you the same thing!" Claude answered, glad to see Lloyd seemed to be doing okay -- well, as okay as someone could be under these circumstances, anyway. "Man, I'm really sorry I disappeared for so long, Lloyd. If I'd been able to get in touch with you, I would have, but..."

It was hard not to ask how his roommate was faring in the aftermath of being taken for experiments. But as someone who had endured the same sort of torture, Claude knew that sometimes it was better not to dredge up those memories. Still, a knot of guilt twisted in the pit of his stomach at the thought of Lloyd sitting alone for dinner, night after night, with no way to know what had happened to Claude.
redcladidealist: (Oh man...)

[personal profile] redcladidealist 2014-03-15 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Where were you?" He had to ask. His imagination had been far too good at filling in the blanks with the worst scenarios it could create. A cold lump of dread formed in his throat formed in his throat at the all too real possibility that what had happened to him had happened to Claude - except Lloyd had only been tortured one night. Claude had been missing for days.

He searched again for any sign of injuries. His own injuries from that night had healed well enough, at least on the surface, new skin growing around the edges of the fake Key Crest that he'd been given, but all he had to do was notice how dull his sense of touch was to know with cold certainty injuries didn't have to be visible in order for there to be something very, very wrong.