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] claire-ity.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Claire felt a sudden rush of gratitude as Clark didn't mention her new hairstyle. Definitely something she didn't want to remember.

"I'm..." Claire's smile almost faltered, but she quickly recovered. "I'm fine. Surviving."

Claire scanned the buildings in front of her before turning her eyes back to Clark. "Do you think any of these people know what goes on at the institute?"

If there had been others who went to Landel's (God knew how long the place existed) someone must have escaped, right? Someone must have at least made it into town, begging for help.

Or maybe Claire was just hoping some form of escape was possible.

[identity profile] son-ofkrypton.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
Clark followed her gaze. "I don't know," he said truthfully. He wished he could give her a better answer, but he was still as much in the dark about this as she was. "I was thinking of asking around, see what they know. Maybe see if I can find a phone or something," he said, glancing back at Claire. "I've got a friend who might be able to help us. I bet by now he'll have figured out I'm gone from home."

Nevermind his parents. Just thinking about what they were going through, that their son was missing and that they had no idea if it was someone else or another weird result of his "abilities", made Clark want to draw back. Made him want to just run right back home, screw it if anyone found out about him, and tell them that he was okay, that he was fine. That he hadn't left on his own.

Clark tried to put on an optimistic front for Claire. No doubt she had her own worries and the least he could do was provide support if she needed it. He wasn't the only person here who had people who worried about him and who he was concerned about.

[identity profile] claire-ity.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
Claire nodded. Questioning the townsfolk had been on her mind, too.

She brightened a bit at the mention of his friend. "Really? A friend that might help us out of a situation like this?"

Claire was silently desperate for a phone call as well. With the length Peter had gone to protect her and what her father had told her before she was brought here, would they already be looking for her? Would they know where to find her? Were these the people she was supposed to be "saved" from?

She peered up the street. "Looks like there's an inn over there. Want to try that first?"

[identity profile] son-ofkrypton.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Clark reached up, rubbing unconsciously at the back of his neck. According to his Dad, any "help" from the Luthors was just asking for trouble, and while Clark knew he couldn't ever fully trust Lex, he did believe in him. And right now he believed that Lex would be there to give him help if he only knew what his friend had ended up in.

"Yeah, I think he would," Clark said. Not that there wouldn't be awkward questions asked, but he was pretty sure Lex would do what he could; when you were a Luthor, there was a lot that fell into that category. "He's, uh, kind of got some really good connections."

He glanced toward the inn Claire pointed out. That seemed a good as place to start as any, and he nodded. "Yeah, sure."

[identity profile] claire-ity.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
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