http://sugarsweetblood.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sugarsweetblood.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-10-30 10:09 pm

Day 28: Germaine Street

Rhode didn't want to have to let go of Allen, not ever. It could be forever before she was able to be with him again! But the nurses were persistent in moving her off the big yellow thing, as was Allen for getting away from her. Even outside of the building, people were just determined to keep her from being with him! It wasn't fair!

Once off the bus and shivering just slightly from the crisp fall air, Rhode was handed a small booklet of what the nurse called "coupons". It took some explaining, but Rhode was eventually able to understand that the thin pieces of paper in the book were supposed to be used like money here. She wasn't at all accustomed to buying things for herself; that was supposed to be the Earl's job. When Rhode expressed this problem, the nurse only gave her a sad smile and patter her in the direction of the buildings.

"Why don't you go find something fun to do? There's a toy store just around the corner there. Don't worry about being alone though, we're all here to keep an eye on you. If anything happens, just come get one of us," the nurse explained, nodding to the staff members that were set to parole the town for any problems their more unruly patents could cause.

So, they were all going to be watched even though they could roam about freely? Rhode took a look back towards the yellow things but was unable to pick out Allen from the mess of patients. In a few moments, she probably wouldn't be able to find him at all or for the rest of the day. Should she just resign herself to that for now and use the small bit of freedom to her advantage? Being with Allen was important, and a lot of fun but...

She glanced down at the coupons again, smiled up at the nurse as best she could, and gave a quick, "Okay!" before running off as suggested.

A small bit of freedom was bound to make her feel better. Maybe she could use it to remind herself of how she was supposed to handle Allen Walker, an exorcist. This town did have a similar air to that of the Rewinding Town, after all.

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[identity profile] rope-victim.livejournal.com 2007-11-01 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Miku wondered if she'd managed to drift off. Driving always, always did that to her, which was why she didn't (besides she wasn't 20 yet, and didn't get to practice at all). Still, the ride was over, there was a little American town to comb through, and Alfons would be tagging along with her.

She got off the bus, stood to the side and looked through her coupon book while waiting for Alfons. Ooh, hamburgers. And massages and facials and all kinds of fun things. The photographer smiled. Even if Landel's was a horrible place, at least today would outshine the evening.

[identity profile] clockworkblond.livejournal.com 2007-11-05 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
For himself, Alfons had been forced to steel himself into actually stepping outside of the bus. Though he was used to very cold winters, what with being a native of Bavaria, it was simple fact that he usually survived because of nice thick coats and scarves and such. What he was wearing? Did not help so much.

Shivering and wrapping his arms around his shoulders, Alfons finally made his way to Miku's side, trying to smile and stop his teeth from chattering. "S-sorry for making you w-wait," he said, having not even looked through the coupon book yet.

[identity profile] rope-victim.livejournal.com 2007-11-05 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Alfons!" Miku cried in alarm and quickly stripped off the the heavier jacket she wore. It was a little wide in the shoulders on her, but, it fit him well enough. "Let's go somewhere warm for a bit. It was chilly, but she was fine. A skirt in cold weather was practically (and unfairly) mandatory for her school. But, it had taught the photographer endurance.

Besides, the thickness of the shirt would be more than enough for her. "They really should have given you a warmer outfit," she muttered under her breath, "Let's go there." She spied the Toy Shop down the street and dragged her friend along, jacket and all.

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