damned_institute | Day 27: Intercom, Evening

The intercom gave its cheery jingle just before the Head Doctor's equally buoyant voice rang through the halls.

"Ah, and finally, our day is coming to a close! Rooms and roommates have been reassigned with care, though what great partnership can start without a good meal? Ah, yes, after the nurses escort all of our patients, new and old, back to their proper rooms, everyone will have the chance to enjoy a savory chicken pot pie, full of peas, carrots, potatoes, and of course, chicken. On the side, we'll have buttery corn on the cob and green beans, and to drink, you may choose from the regular slew of water, milk, or assorted juices, which your nurse will bring to you.

"I believe that's all for now! Phew, long day, huh? I know I'll be happy to get some sleep, and thank you to all our vigilant doctors and nurses, although Dr. House seems to have gone AWOL... Hmm... Well, in any case, have a good dinner, everyone!"

The intercom clicked off again as the nurses began organizing the patients for the small trek back to their rooms.

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Oh? That was amusing. Mukuro rarely had people ask him about it -- then again, Ken and Chikusa knew and anyone else was inconsequential and unneeded. He raised a hand and pointed to his right eye.

"This one?" He asked, "...funny how?" The tone was meant to be light hearted. Of course that one, the other was blue and quite normal. The American wouldn't be able to read the 'six' kanji either, amusingly enough. Though, red was an odd enough color too, he thought.

Danny nodded, almost screaming out, "How do you not notice when one eye is red and the other is blue?!" Then again, that also begged the question why no one ever asked why someone's eye color changed when they were possessed. If they had, Danny wouldn't have been able to pull all those pranks.

"It's red," he said, putting emphasis on the word 'red,' since red wasn't a very natural color. Quickly, he added, "And your other one is blue." Even he hadn't seen dually-colored eyes. And even if he did, it was rare.

"Oh, I see." Mukuro was agreeable. Yes one was red and the other was blue. Clearly his roommate deserved an award for being brilliant. There was the possibility that he had never met a person with different colored eyes, heterochromia was rare after all. Or he was simply slow.

He put the glass of water back on the desk, leaning back in his chair. "...does it bother you?" It wouldn't do for his roommate to be so disturbed by such a simple thing.

Danny was silent a few seconds, not entirely sure what to answer. "No, not really. It's just kinda weird." He shrugged the matter off. Maybe he had been a bit too forward with that question. Ah well, he could live with that.

"Any reason you have it? I think there's a disease like that, now that I think about it, but is it anything else?" Maybe Danny shouldn't have asked that, on second thought...he was getting a feeling that that question was stepping out of line a bit.

"... don't you think it's a little rude to be asking such questions?" Mukuro stood up, sliding his chair back under the desk. He was not overly tall, but the height was enough to give authority sometimes. It would be best to end that train of conversation, however. Information was a two way process and to simply give some would be unnatural.

"I'm afraid it's a bit personal, forgive my abruptness," he offered a smile and walked over to his bed. The 'subtle hint' had been given.

Yup, Danny was right. Touchy subject.

"Sorry," he said, nodding in agreement. A few seconds later, he cleared his throat awkwardly and continued. "So...uh...lookin' forward to nighttime, huh?" he said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood that had gotten so thick and dank so quickly.

"I've heard our nights are interesting," that was the implication, that and possibly dangerous. How an institute such as this became dangerous at night, well, there were a variety of options. The staff certainly seemed capable of a number of things. He wouldn't be surprised if they did something quite distasteful. His experience with such people was that they were even more amoral than him, which was quite a feat.

"Yeah, I heard that too...I'm hoping they're not too interesting," he said. Ground-up Danny for dinner? Pass. He knew what ectoplasmic mush looked like, and it was far less than appetizing. He hoped he wouldn't be grounded up into mush, even though that was an extremely unrealistic scenario.

"I'm afraid those I was speaking too didn't give a very good picture of what was so interesting... do you have a better idea?" it would be good to know what to expect. Besides violence of course. This world was steeped in it and moved only by it. What kind of violence was yet to be seen, he was hoping for something not too troublesome.

"No," he said, bluntly and dumbly. "Not really." He figured it was better not to mention the idea of being dinner foods for monsters, or whoever that AVALANCHE group was. On second thought...

"Do you know who AVALANCHE is?" he asked.

"AVALANCHE?" an organization or a person, from the way it was phrased. He couldn't recall any one person of that name, or any organization. It wasn't a family name either, then again, so far he had only met Americans and they had quite different names. "I don't believe I do."

"Oh," he sighed dejectedly, "Okay then." Now he really was out of ideas of what to say. There wasn't much else to cover, and Danny didn't want to step on Rokudou's toes again. No, thank you, he was fine without angering anyone, even though Rokudou's angry mood wasn't quite as bad as it could've been.

At least he had a good roommate going for him.

"Is there any reason you asked?" AVALANCHE, then, must be here. Or they, or related to it. There weren't enough hints to really go on, but at least there was something now. He would make a point to see if anyone he spoke to knew about them. It might even end up being an educational experience.

"No, not really," he sighed again. "Just, the person I was talking to at lunch mentioned AVALANCHE and didn't tell me who they were. I was wondering." Maybe they were part of the monster-things, a group of them, or something like that.

Come to think of it, that was a good thing to ask on the bulletin board. Maybe he'd go down and write something there, those AVALANCHE people might be a lot of help.

"... Ah." Mukuro nodded and decided to leave it at that. Clearly his roommate didn't have any information or was doing a good impression of it. It would be a waste of time to pursue the simple, when the night actually began, that was when he could test his own theories.

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