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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.
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.
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"It's not like that," Tsuzuki was quick to explain, trying to sound casual. Hisoka would start throwing things at him again if he heard this... "I was kinda kidding about before, you know? We're just friends. But um, I'm glad he could help you out?" Nevermind that Raine had never actually specified that it was Hisoka she was referring to.
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After a slight pause, she asked, "How long have you been here? I gather this is a fairly new facility, and I haven't heard reference to anyone being here longer than a few weeks." An eternity in a place like this, but to look at it objectively, that was something to consider. The Imperial Research Academy, in contrast, had been operating for... decades, at least.
Unless, of course, this place was merely a new lab, and the organization (if any such thing existed) behind it was much older. Thoughts like that were probably why she always felt on the verge of a headache...
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Avoiding Raine's look, Tsuzuki gratefully accepted the change of topic. "About three or four days, I think... Hisoka's been here longer, though. Almost a week." Had it really been that long already? Time went frighteningly fast in this place...
"What about you?"
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"I wish we knew more about--anything, really," she admitted. She paused while the intercom sounded; it was time to move on to the next shift, but for the moment she didn't move. "This place reminds me of a research lab in Tethe'alla, and I'd like to know how far the parallels go. I don't know very much about the other lab, either, but Zelos should..." she looked around for him, and still didn't see him. Though she was never going to be terribly fond of him, that worried her; her eyebrows drew together slightly. "If he's still here."
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"Don't worry. Maybe your friend's just not feeling well... Or if he isn't here... At least he's not in danger at night, right?" Really, he wasn't sure if that was the best thing to say. Tact was never one of Tsuzuki's strong suits. He only wanted to make others happy. An odd trait for a guardian of death, to be sure.
"Either way, if you need someone to talk to, I'll be around, ok? Just don't let this place get you down... You're prettier when you smile." He smiled, honestly meaning that in the most platonic sense. It didn't even cross his mind how it might sound
to someone who travels with a player. Friendly? Quite. Tactful? No.no subject
She nodded to him, since "have a good day" didn't apply here, and left.