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] bored-narrator.livejournal.com 2007-08-19 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Kyon really didn't want to think about it anymore. He really didn't want to be here long enough for him to have to see his parents walk in here and tell him he was nuts; he was proud of himself for his lack of insanity since he started high school. It would be a kick in the face to get this far and hear it here.

He looked down at his plate and found it empty. Shifting and standing up he gave his new friend a wary look. "It was nice to meet you, Ginji-san." He really couldn't think of a good excuse to leave him with, but, he needed to think.

He gave him a small nod and stepped away from the table.