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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[a_sin_for_him]

"Everyone looks human here," Lust responded. "No matter what you were before. It speaks great volumes of the power of the people here." They had made her human, after all. Sapped away her powers, her gifts, leaving her something she didn't quite understand. She didn't honestly care what Keman had been before he'd come here.

"I wouldn't call that technology. I'd call it using one's intelligence. Simply making something that makes life a touch easier isn't exactly a technological advancement." She smoothed the skirt over her knees and crossed her legs, leaning her cheek on her hand.

"And I could scale a building in single movement, see in the dark, cut stone with my nails and heal from any wound dealt to me within moments. We've all lost a great deal. You get used to it."

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Keman nodded. "There were others that I spoke with on the board. They'd also been changed." He had been in two-legger form (specifically this one) often enough over the past year that waking up in that way hadn't really thrown him (even if he was still working out some of the kinks). He couldn't even begin to imagine how disorienting it must've been like for the people who weren't used to it.

Smiling, he shrugged. "I do call that technology. But I guess we can agree to disagree, can't we?" He didn't want it to turn into a stupid argument. He hated those. Myre, on the other hand, had loved them and would bicker with him for hours over a dumb technicality.

"I guess..."

[a_sin_for_him]

"It doesn't matter either way what either of us call it." Lust shrugged and shifted once more, her thigh brushing against Keman's leg.

"It's all that you can do. I've been here the longest of anyone in this place, and I can say with complete authority that no one gets out. And no one will, any time soon. There are far too many puzzle pieces undiscovered. So simply adjust to your body, try not to mourn what you've lost, and don't do anything foolish in an attempt to escape immediately. You'll only wind up dead like the others."

Lust wasn't one to offer false hope or sugar coat the situation. She saw no point to it.