ext_202015 ([identity profile] not-rly-fai.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-09-29 09:18 am

Day 27: Library

Libraries, he'd found, were rarely as dull as people made them out to be.  Though he felt no magic in these tomes, they were still full of useful information.  Maybe some of them could tell him a little bit more about this world he'd landed himself in. 

For that matter, why hadn't he run into any of the others yet?  They'd all been fairly close together when they'd left Rekord, but he hadn't seen a trace of any of them.  He was able to communicate easily with the people here though, which led him to believe Mokona was within a mile or so.  Unless the ones running this little game had some other way to let all these other-worldly people communicate amongst themselves.  In which case, the others could be very far away indeed.

The library had that wonderful smell of old books, and Fai traced his fingers along the shelves, skimming titles and pulling books that struck his fancy.  Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz, The War of the Worlds, and with a smile, he found Bram Stoker's Dracula as well.  Raven had been telling the truth then, in spite of his own lies.  Ought to be a good start.  He sat leisurely at one of the tables and began flipping through his selections.

[waiting for Tamaki~]

[identity profile] haiiro-no-chou.livejournal.com 2007-09-30 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Rukia listened intently to Homura, wondering what exactly he meant by muichimotsu. "Hold nothing?" she asked gently, "You couldn't hold on to her?" So Homura had tried to remake the Heavens for the woman he loved. Rukia found it very romantic, but she had to wonder what his methods had been.

"How did you--" she started to ask, but then Ichimaru stood, reminding Rukia of his presence. She tried not to look at him like he might throw a snake at her at any moment, but visibly relaxed when he moved away.

Then Rukia heard a strange sound. She was pretty sure it was Renji's voice, but it sounded kind of like he was choking. Spinning in her seat, she spotted him dipping into a very low bow, with Kairi and Sora nearby. And there was another man there... He looked like her brother, a LOT like her brother, but... He was wearing the same silly grey clothes that everyone else was, and where was his scarf, and, and...

But it was her brother, she Rukia just couldn't understand how he, of all people, could be here. It just... didn't make any sense.
screwthegods: (Confidence)

[personal profile] screwthegods 2007-09-30 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Homura watched as Gin left, wondering exactly what had set the man off. He doubted it was simply because of the story, but it was hard to tell, as the man was incredibly good at covering his tracks.

Then Rukia became distracted, stopping a question midway. Thankfully, the girl wasn't nearly as subtle, and it was easy to pick out which of the group she was staring at.

"Someone you know?" It was questionable whether the girl would hear him, but it was obvious that the conversation was reaching an abrupt end. Grinning, he gave the girl an out; she'd likely embarrassed herself enough that day. "We can talk more another time, if you'd like."

[identity profile] haiiro-no-chou.livejournal.com 2007-09-30 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Rukia blinked, looking back at Homura. "I... Yes. He's my brother," she said slowly, as if she couldn't believe her own words.

Standing, she faced Homura, offering a quick bow. "Thank you for taking the time to speak with me. I don't remember if I introduced myself, but my name is Kuchiki Rukia. Rukia is fine." She looked to where Renji and her Byakuya were, then to Homura again. "I, it was nice talking to you. I hope we can speak again," she finished.

Another small bow, and Rukia turned to head cautiously toward the others.

[identity profile] haiiro-no-chou.livejournal.com 2007-10-01 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/212694.html?thread=15265494#t15265494).]