http://right-handed.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] right-handed.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-08-14 12:56 am

Day 26: Cafeteria, Lunch

Scar felt cold and sick, though more the latter than the former. As he rose from his bed, he didn't quite know which way was up, and the artificial light coming from overhead seemed as hot and as blinding as the Ishbal sun.

His head hurt, but that was nothing new. After all, the last thing he remembered from the night before was fighting a homunculus off of Lust and then having a conversation about events best left forgotten. The man hadn't been his brother. He just hadn't. And if what Lust had said they'd done to her was true...

Scar stood with shakiness that he wanted to attribute more to a bizarrely weakened physical state than a mental one. Had he been knocked out by some kind of lurking monster before the morning had come? He felt as if he had been out for days, being a veteran of such circumstances, though as he took the practiced role of being an obedient follower behind the nurse and orderlies that came for him, it didn't seem as if much had changed.

This place was probably just playing tricks on him again, and he was tired of being the man left out of the loop. He grabbed some food he didn't really care for and sat down, not seeing anyone he knew already seated. On one hand, he wished he had someone to talk to, and on the other, it scared him that he was no longer used to being alone.

He dug his fork into his food and tried to block out any related thought.

[identity profile] deathbymidget.livejournal.com 2007-08-17 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Spare me your wisdom." Hiei knew about being part of the team, as he'd been forced to in order to earn any sort of freedom from Koenma and forces of the Spirit Realm. And one thing he had learned was that being part of the team only led to greater annoyances, such as his frustration over Kurama.

Hiei shouldn't be that obsessed. But for some reason, it continued to piss him off the more he thought about it.

"I'll do well enough on my own."

[identity profile] sword-and-demon.livejournal.com 2007-08-17 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Sparda had been fairly certain his advice would fall upon deaf ears, but he still had to try.

"Let me know how that works out for you."