http://hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-10-26 08:37 am

Day 28: Bus 2

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.

[identity profile] hangenki.livejournal.com 2007-10-30 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
The twins had a lot in common. One thing in particular was the tendency to be an utter hypocrite, each preferring that it was himself who was hurt, not his beloved brother. The other option was unacceptable. Unforgivable.

"My love, I need no symbols, only you," he smiled before wrapping his lips around the straw and sucking. Oh, the girls would have loved that.

"So we're gonna crack him open? Hey, wanna play the townspeople? Lonely brother's routine? The mom's love that one. We'll find Yagami a persona too. He'd make a great angst-ridden hero. Or a bully..."

Kaoru unconsciously held Hikaru tighter. His brother couldn't disappear. They'd arrived together, they'd leave together. That had been their general life plan and it applied to every situation.

[identity profile] totallytheseme.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Hypocrite indeed. In fact, Hikaru was wishing precisely that at that exact moment. Kaoru had been hurt, not him, and that was unforgivable.

"Oh, Hikaru..." "Kaoru" closed his eyes and pretended to swoon into his brother's chest. It didn't work very well. He ended up elbowing the juice box and spraying himself.

"...Okay, that could've gone a lot better. Hand me a napkin?" He didn't think he'd gotten more than his sleeve wet, thank goodness. It would be very uncomfortable if he was sticky for the rest of the trip.

"Oh, yes! That sounds like a lot of fun. Maybe if we play it up enough, some kind old dear will take us home with her and bake us cookies or something." As for Yagami? No comment. Hikaru didn't really think he'd go for the whole persona thing (and Hikaru had a sneaking suspicion anyway that he was already pretending to be someone he wasn't), but he didn't say anything.