damned_institute | DAY 26: Men's Showers (Second Shift)

Gluttony didn't want to leave his Lust, not after he'd just found her! But the mean tasty nurses said he had to. "You can't join her in the women's showers" was a bad excuse. He didn't like the mean tasty nurses. Maybe Lust would let him eat them later. Still, he knew he would see his Lust again, and that was good. He liked Lust. She was good and beautiful and smart and kind. Why did they have to take him away from his Lust?

Still, he would see her again. And she would tell him it was okay to eat the tasty nurses, and that would be good. His new friend liked eating people, too. That made him happy to find a friend who shared a love for eating people. Today was a very good day.

As he entered the showers, he stood under a shower head and opened his mouth wide to drink up the water. It wasn't as good as eating people, or eating waffles that didn't scream when he bit into them so weren't nearly as good as eating people, but it was still swallowing something, and that made him feel better.

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The nurse who seemed to do all of the speaking for the pair smiled at the newest patient. Rhett, he believed his name was. It was nice to have a patient try to resolve things peacefully for once. "We'll bring him back out for Lunch. He just needs a little time in his room to cool off. Now, if you'd kindly move aside, Mr. Brothers needs his rest."

The request to finish his shower struck the nurse as an odd one. The patients had had plenty of time to shower. "That's really not necessary, Mr. Brothers. Come along, we're just going to go to your room for the rest of the shift."

The other nurse looked directly at Andrew. "Step aside, Mr. Tanin."

"Ah, lunch, huh? That's not too far away at all; this shift's almost over. "

He watched Daemon, waiting with baited breath for that rush of power. It wasn't situation as with the leeches. These were people. And what if they were normal human people? What then? For Daemon's benefit, he said, "I guess sedatives don't wear off that fast, so his appetite might be a little off.

Just follow me, just let it go... Of course, the truth was he had no idea what would happen should they let the other man be led away, out of their sight. But it was the lesser of two evils, wasn't it?

He'd always hated that phrase, too

Daemon ignored the nurses after their reply, turning instead to Renji. They weren't going to let him stay, they'd made it quite obvious, but Ren had said it wouldn't be long until lunch. He could find him there, make sure he was alright, if that's what Renji wanted. If Renji didn't want to go, however...

Well, Daemon wouldn't let them take him easily, then.

"Renji?" he spoke, his voice low and quiet as he met the redhead's gaze. "Do you want to go lay down until lunch time or would you rather stay here?"

He could tell the effort it was taking for Renji to focus and concentrate, and it was impossible to miss the way he slurred his words. In truth, Renji might feel better after laying down - if that's really what the orderlies planned - but Daemon was determined Renji get a say in the matter, even if he had to fight to make it happen.

It was difficult to think, very difficult. He really did just want to give in and sleep, and forget. But he also couldn't help the small, cowardly thread of fear that still sound through his mind, because he knew what had happened last time, and...

He closed his eyes tightly for a moment, slowly forcing his thoughts in to a logical order.
Last time he'd been drugged and put in the hands of the orderlies, something terrible had happened.
But... if he balked more, it was probably going to lead to Daemon fighting. And maybe Daemon's friend.
And then they would all end up sedated.
And that might lead to a bad thing happening to the other two men.

It was simple, and unpleasant, and reminded him just how powerless they all were. If he was about to get hauled off for something bad, there wasn't a thing he could do to change it, at this point. Once again, he'd done it to himself. But if he went willingly, he wouldn't drag anyone else down with him. Once he thought about it like that, the answer became very, very clear.

"Think... I could use a nap," he said, looking down at the tile floor. He did his best to smile reassuringly; it was a miserable failure. He really just looked like he really felt; like he wanted to throw up. He took a wobbly step away from the wall and grabbed the nurse's shoulder. It wasn't a hostile action; he just needed to lean on the man.

This could have gone a lot worse. The nurse whose shoulder Kyle grabbed smiled and grabbed hold of him for added support. "Let's get you dressed and to your room," he said, guiding the patient towards his clothes so that he could get dressed.

The other nurse looked to the other two patients briefly. "Finish your showers," he said authoritatively, then turned to join the other nurse and escort Kyle to his room. Kyle was sedated and so shouldn't be much of a problem, but it was better to be safe with this one.

Ren watched the proceedings, smiling absently at the nurses as they gave their orders, his visible eye closed and seemingly at ease. A lot of people would have mistaken it for placidity, but they couldn't have known better. In truth, Ren was watching the man sandwiched between the two male orderlies.

He was messed up pretty badly, and the doll was also reluctant to let him go...

Exhaling slowly, he glanced to Daemon and away again. "Your friends will be waiting for you."

Daemon reached out along the psychic threads once more, knowing the effort to do so would cost him energy, but needing to do it all the same.

He found Renji's presence, already receding, but distance mattered little when Daemon was determined. He brushed over Renji's consciousness, breaking his own limits of what was permissible and not, and sending the thought to Renji's mind, his mental voice as warm and comforting as he could make it.

You memorized my thread and I know yours. I'm here if you need me. Not even the pair of gorillas would hold me off for long. I don't know what happened, Renji, but I will help how I can. I apologize for angering you, and drawing their attention.

"My friends?" Daemon asked aloud absently, his golden gaze turning from where Renji had disappeared into the locker rooms and turning back to Ren at his side.

This time he gave a much more audible sign, and rubbed the crown of his head. His toes were kind of chilly after that. But more importantly, a fight had been avoided, which was the main thing to be worried about. He watched as the man Daemon had called Renji was led out of the showers.

Huh?

Daemon had mumbled a reply, and Ren turned back, smoothing out his features into something calm. "Your friends too, pal," he said, and gave Daemon's shoulder a light, friendly smack without thinking. Then it was kind of hard to ignore that they were both wet and naked, and Ren gave a single awkward laugh and began to follow the nurses. "Um. Well, I think I'm done too. Glad to see you're okay now."

Daemon blinked in confusion, golden eyes watching Ren edge away. He hadn't missed the faint embarrassment coming from the other man, but didn't really understand it.

Half his attention still lingering on Renji in the distance, Daemon merely shrugged, a small frown on his face as he followed Ren towards the locker room, deciding he'd had more than enough of the showers himself for one day.

DAY 26: Men's Showers (Second Shift)

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