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Sora ([personal profile] lighthearted) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-09-19 02:24 am

Day 27: Breakfast

Day came too soon.

Sora hadn't been able to find Rena, had instead been forced to crumple onto the grass of the recreational field and bleed all over himself, and hadn't even accomplished what he'd been sent out to do. What he'd been entrusted to do. He didn't know how he was going to be able to face Renji and the others, but he also knew he wasn't going to hide from them, either. That would just be low, after all, and he was ready to face up to the consequences.

He didn't try to make excuses for himself. Even though there had been a Special Counseling patient, they had managed to take her down by sheer numbers. The fact that he hadn't seen any sign of Rena was what had him the most worried. He hoped he could find her today.

The boy laid in his bed for a good while that morning before his nurse finally came in to collect him. She clucked over the bandages wrapped tightly around his chest and leg, and asked him if he was okay to walk.

Once Sora assured her he was fine (he didn't really want to use crutches, as that would just attract attention to himself, and he didn't need others worrying over him), they made their way to the cafeteria. Sora yawned and winced against the bright light of morning - it seemed even earlier than usual, and he realized why when they entered the cafeteria and found it empty.

The boy shuffled over to grab a chocolate chip pancake, a bowl of cereal, and a glass of milk (good for the bones, or so his mom had always told him) before settling at a table. He kept an eye on the door, hoping he would see Rena walking in soon.

[identity profile] adorkabledragon.livejournal.com 2007-09-21 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Keman batted Max's hand away from his head, pretending to scowl. "You certainly seem to like my hair," he laughed. "I can't fault you, though. I make a stunning two-legger, don't I? Had you convinced, anyway." The dragon-turned-halfblood 'posed' and waggled his eyebrows comically. ...Ow. That hurt his face.

He sighed. "And I plan to, Max. I'm going to find what's keeping me from shifting back to my natural form, destroy it, and then get this place as far behind me as I can. You're welcome to come with, of course."

The (ostensibly) human female started to go on about undying love and devotion, and Keman nearly choked on his juice. "Uh, no. Not really. I think Shana thinks we don't know about it, but she's pretty...easy to read. It's painfully obvious how she feels about Valyn...and how terrified of it Valyn is." Well...there were the legitimate concerns regarding incest, et cetera, but he wasn't about to tell Max about all that. He'd promised Valyn he wouldn't.

[identity profile] transgenix.livejournal.com 2007-09-21 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, you're absolutely the perfect specimen of male-ness," she teased him, her voice holding a note of affection as she laughed. Men.

"It sounds like a good plan, and pretty much along the same lines as mines and probably most others. And thanks for the invitation, but I've got my own world and friends and family to get back to," she replied, looking wistful for a moment.

"Valyn? Terrified of a pretty girl?" Max laughed at the very notion. "Oh, now that's a wonderful mental image I'll have to remember. Maybe I'll have to 'fall for him' just to freak him out while he's here. So he doesn't get out of the habit or anything."

[identity profile] adorkabledragon.livejournal.com 2007-09-22 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I know," Keman said loftily. "That's why I chose this form, above all the other possibilities. I knew that it was just too wonderful not to share with the world." Only...not. He hadn't actually given it much thought, when he'd first shifted. One moment he was a dragon, the next he was a halfblood. Looking back on it now, he supposed that maybe this was less of a disguise and more of another version of himself. Maybe this was what he would've looked like, had he been born as a two-legger.

He smiled gently. "I figured. I just wanted to extend the invitation, just in case. I hope you get back safely to them, once we get out of here." Home was home, even if it was a horrible place like Keman's own world. Sometimes old cliches are true. Home is where the heart is.

"Well, Valyn's used to women being...gentle. And delicate." The dragon laughed. "Shana is neither. I think she probably came as a bit of a shock to him! And if you do that, I think he'll probably have a heart attack."

[identity profile] transgenix.livejournal.com 2007-09-23 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure we'll all figure out a way to get home, once we take this place down," Max reassured him with a smile. "I mean, they had to bring us here somehow, so there's got to be a way to reverse the process."

She snorted at the description of females. "Yeah, delicate and gentle aren't exactly the first descriptions linked to me, either. If ever. Why would he want someone gentle and delicate? I always thought that sort was rather boring."