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norainu ([personal profile] norainu) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-09-26 09:14 am

Day 27: Lunch

Renji wasn't so certain what this grilled cheese thing was all about, but he liked the sound of some soup. Even if it was strange western soup, well... there wasn't anything bad people could do to soup, in his experience. His good mood was starting to fray at the edges, a little, from the strain of dealing with the Ichimaru issue, and even more from what had been on the bulletin board earlier.

He'd never had difficulty simply writing something before. But...

He shook his head as he entered the line. He didn't want to think about it. He wanted to hold on to the tenuous equilibrium he'd managed to find.

Renji got himself a large bowl of soup, water, and even one of those sandwiches, just to try it. Old habit, recently awakened, had him over to one side of the cafeteria, where the fewest people possible would have the chance to pass behind him. He sat there with his back toward the wall and started eating.

[identity profile] thehellismycar.livejournal.com 2007-09-30 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Che... valier?" He stood there quietly with a hand stuck to his hip for now, surveying the girl. The tenor hinted he was perplexed by the term.

He was sure he'd heard that word in passing before. Somewhere. Thinking back to childhood expeditions wasn't a smart move, considering that family member was currently the last person he wanted on his mind. He'd have to ask Sam about it later.

"Sure. Yeah." The Intercom then sounded, and the hunter rolled his eyes on cue. "Terrific," he continued distractedly. "OK, don't wander too far from your block tonight. I'll find you." As if he believed she may not be capable of comprehending what he'd just said, Dean put a hand on her shoulder, grasping it firmly like a father would a son. "Got it? And, uh, watch you don't stress yourself."