Day 28: Bus 2

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Momo tugged on the collar of the light blue sweater she was wearing as she followed her nurse to wherever these buses were, winding her hair up into its customary bun as she went. It was an odd feeling, knowing she was about to go outside of the institute's borders. Maybe the Head Doctor was about to make an error and the shinigami, as well as everyone else, would no longer be limited and they could finish what they started several nights back.

That was probably too much to hope for. She was feeling better this morning, even with the blood moon, and was mildly looking forward to the bus ride. Captain Jack said he was going to be here this morning and even if it wasn't customary breakfast in the cafeteria, she's be satisfied with him sitting next to her on the bus.


The nurse handed her a muffin, some napkins, and a small box with a straw. She stared at this box for a moment before shaking it. From the sound it contained liquid. How odd... Momo wasn't sure why they would but liquid inside a small paper box - it didn't make any sense to her and she wasn't sure how one was supposed to get it out of the box.

Clambering onto an empty bus, Momo chose to sit in the very back near the emergency exit. Maybe she could force her way out of it as they were moving and escape the limiter enough to come back and level the institute, freeing everyone. Or maybe she just wanted to be able to see everyone that was on the same bus as her. Wishful thinking versus reality.

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"If you say so," Soubi smiled, thinking Ritsuka just looked even more cute when he was angry. "You'll need something to keep you warm then." Soubi looked away, still smiling. There was so much more he could have implied and suggested the situation, but he was on his best behaviour. Mostly. Stroking, aside.

He gave Ritsuka's friends a little finger wave. "Pleased to meet you. Thank you for your help Alfons." He vaguely remembered a suggestion about meeting the boy for breakfast, but Soubi had found Ritsuka. Even if he'd remembered Alfons, he wouldn't have needed anything more from the boy anyway.

Soubi settled back and looked at the muffin and juice he'd been given. Not an ideal breakfast, but food all the same. He spotted Ritsuka's and gently nudged the boy. "Eat your breakfast..."
Later he'd have to check Ritsuka's wounds, though he suspected they'd been taken care of like his own. He wasn't going to do it here, however, in case it embarrassed Ritsuka.

He put his head back against the seat. Batteries. There was a dilemma. If the torch batteries could fit, then Ritsuka could use those. Soubi didn't want the boy wandering about without him, so they'd at least have one torch.

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"It's nice to meet you," Miku said politely, unsure of what to make of the stranger. She exchanged a glance with Alfons. "First thing, first," she began as the bus took off and turned to Alfons, still fiddling with the tiny camera. "How does this camera work? We don't have anything this small except maybe Polaroids. And their quality is horrible."

Cameras were something she could talk about all day long.