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] clockmongler.livejournal.com 2007-11-07 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
The Gambler had prepared to give the woman's hand a kiss, but she removed it before he had the chance. She was a quick one, much like Ms. Hinasaki but with three times less moe

Hm.

As it were, II was giving him a dirty glare for his attitude towards Celes he was obv. jealous because he wasn't trying to hit on the Freeshooter.. Luxord merely shot him another peachy smirk before chuckling in agreement with Noah. "Time holds no barrage for such wanton desires; a drink is a drink, Mother Time interrupting not with some toll. And while I remain quite positive some would disagree," he gave Celes another charming smile before continuing, "their opinions hold no place in my 'heart'. As for the location of such a place…"

Luxord shrugged in finality after it all and turned his attention to his homiegdawg friend. He'd not liked the nurses enough to ask them for anything, so perhaps II's innate sense of Space would help. "Shall we wing it?"

[identity profile] lady-general.livejournal.com 2007-11-07 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Celes's glance traveled between Xigbar and Luxord, playing a fool a moment. Were these men...? They were! Though quite a bit more downplayed than, perhaps, Edgar (where was the King, anyway? Not that she cared, but it was a smart idea to keep a tight leash on him), it was still... below her.

Even from her battlefields and war rooms the general was still just that. She shifted her stance, putting her weight on one hip. "Knowing the lay of the land is suitable to me," she agreed with Luxord. Besides, a walk seemed rather agreeable, when one considered the weather and not the fact she'd suddenly amassed her own private harem.

[identity profile] numberii.livejournal.com 2007-11-09 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
'Wing it,' huh? Xigbar glanced at Luxord, then laughed and shrugged. "Directions? Nah, who needs to ask for directions when you've got me? Master o' Space, right here! I won't lead you wrong, huh?" That last part was said to Celes, Xigbar rather amused by her cold-leader-act. Little did he know that it wasn't an act. That'd just make it better when he'd wormed his way beneath her shell.

With a bow to the lady General, Xigbar spun around and started wandering. Not that it looked that way, with how quickly he moved... but yes, he was wandering. Best way to find something, just going around and looking. Maybe, just maybe, he had a little bit of his power left.

((Or was he really 'wandering'? (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/248015.html) ))