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Day 26: Intercom, Evening
The intercom clicked on with its usual jingle, the Head Doctor clearing his throat before he made his last shift-changing announcement of the day.
"Well, now that everyone is clean and having fun, I suppose it's time for everyone to be escorted back to their rooms for dinner! Yes, yes, I know the game room can be entertaining and doctor sessions can be fulfilling, but we only have so much time in the day, don't we?
"Ah, and speaking of dinner, tonight, we'll be having an old favorite--seasoned steak, a baked potato, and peas! Yum, yum. You also get a choice of vegetable soup or caesar salad--just tell your nurse which you'd prefer--and may also choose from our usual variety of drinks."
He made his usual pause, perhaps contemplating what the night would have in store once the sun fully set. Now, however, wasn't the time to reveal such musings, and so he ended on his usual cheery note:
"That's about all for now! I hope you all enjoy your suppers."
And again the intercom turned off.
"Well, now that everyone is clean and having fun, I suppose it's time for everyone to be escorted back to their rooms for dinner! Yes, yes, I know the game room can be entertaining and doctor sessions can be fulfilling, but we only have so much time in the day, don't we?
"Ah, and speaking of dinner, tonight, we'll be having an old favorite--seasoned steak, a baked potato, and peas! Yum, yum. You also get a choice of vegetable soup or caesar salad--just tell your nurse which you'd prefer--and may also choose from our usual variety of drinks."
He made his usual pause, perhaps contemplating what the night would have in store once the sun fully set. Now, however, wasn't the time to reveal such musings, and so he ended on his usual cheery note:
"That's about all for now! I hope you all enjoy your suppers."
And again the intercom turned off.
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Nadine looked up, as though just noticing the woman now. "Oh, I don't even remember. Probably misplaced morals."
Steak. Larry had made her steak, that night in New York. But Larry wasn't real. He felt real, in her memories. Sweet, kind, stupid Larry. He'd made her steak by candlelight.
"Just run it through a warm room," Nadine muttered, remembering. But they weren't her memories, they were delusions. And it was better that way. Even if it meant Larry wasn't real, because it meant he wasn't real, either. And if he wasn't real, he couldn't hurt her.
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When the other woman muttered something, she looked up, hoping she wouldn't seem rude by not quite grasping what she'd said.
"Forgive me. I did not hear what you just said. I'm afraid my mind has been wandering as of late," Ashe apologized a bit stiffly; there was an oddness about this other woman...
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"I...I... I can't eat that," she said, her voice stilted as she held up a hand, as though warding the food away. The way she moved - quick and almost jerkily - and the wild cast to her eyes gave the impression of a woman long mad.
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"I am certain that the cooks will not be offended," the princess offered calmly. Perhaps now would be a good time to introduce herself and take the woman's mind off of whatever madness it seemed preoccupied with.
"If we're to be sharing these quarters, it would be best that we learn one another's names." Ashe paused, wondering if she should continue with her charade as 'Amalia'. It seemed pointless enough, as the son of the very Empire she'd grown to hate knew her by face and name. It was likely her captors did as well, despite what they called her again and again. "My name is Ashe. If I may, what shall I call you?"
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She'd feel better if she could just have a pill. Anything. Valium, vicodin, lithium, she didn't care. Just something. Where was the little plastic cup with the pills? Why didn't she have one?
"There's supposed to be medication with my dinner."