Day 28: Morris Park

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[from Kelley Street]

The shinigami quietly entered the rundown park. It looked forlorn and very much like there should be a hollow or two hanging out in it. Yet a quick check of the spirit threads gave her no indication of any present. The gloomy atmosphere was perfect for her to do some deep thinking about herself and what all had happened in Soul Society.

Picking a bench under a tree, she sat and stared off into the park..She needed the quiet.

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Shit, shit, shit!! The teen detective cursed as he was pulled away from Okita and put in a vice grip. Heiji knew he should have disabled the orderlies as well--it would've given them more time. Now they were both screwed.

"OW, GODDAMMIT!" Heiji screamed as the needle hit home in his neck. He'd received his fair share of injections--but they usually came in his arm, not his neck. What the hell. The drugs reached his brain faster, so Heiji's knees started to give quicker than Okita's had. "Shit... Sorry Kane... yo..." He stopped mid-sentence, a glazed look coming over his face. Wait, what'd he been trying to say? He laughed.

"My bad, my bad~ 'Sually my rescue attempts come with deci-- deten-- DEDUCTIONS, YEAH, de-duc-tions~! It was you! With a huge fuckin' needle, in my NECK!" He pointed and laughed at the wrong orderly, while the one who had actually sedated him just sighed and picked Heiji up. "How'zbout that for a deduction!" The orderlies began walking the two patients back to the bus.

"Ch'yah! KA-neyoshi, KAA-san... It works, but not really~! Y'aren't gonna lop my head off f'that, righ'?" He laughed, "WOW THIS SUCKS, drugs suck. Kazuha'd kiiill me if sh'knew I was talking to you li' this, but you're... a really cool guy~ I haven't been this drunk in a while, what'd I drink? I hope it didn't suck. I can't remember~"

Apparently the drugs and Heiji just didn't mix well. If anything, he was even more chatty than usual.

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Okita laughed at the nickname and tried to shrug, but the orderly had a hard grip on him and it didn't leave him much room to do anything. It seemed that while sedation made Okita a little more loose with his actions, it caused Heiji's tongue to wag fast and furious. The swordsman stumbled a bit as they left the park and he decided it wasn't worth it to cooperate with the nurses since he'd already gotten the worst of it. The orderly was forced to half-drag Okita along as he kept falling down. "Lop your head off? Oh come now, Heiji-kun~! That's so barbaric!"

He giggled long and hard at that before letting out a contented sigh. "Aah, today was so much fun, too. Come find me at night sometime, hm?"

The nurse frowned and was going to scold the two of them again when she noticed that the other nurses were herding patients back. It was time to return to the Institute. "Well, it looks like you're saved a trip to the detention bus, but you're to be separated for the ride home. The last thing we need is you two making a ruckus all over again."

Okita was going to protest, but his orderly suddenly dragged him off in a different direction and, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free. He had to settle for calling out to his sparring partner and hoping the boy was lucid enough to remember what he was about to say. "Should you need anything, I'm in M63~! Come visit sometime, hm?"

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"Barbaric, but I've seen SO much worse! Like this guy, totally torched some guy for absolutely nothing, drowned a woman, then nearly shot me! It was a bad scene, seriously!"

Heiji struggled against Mr. Needle-to-the-Neck when he realized that he and Okita were being separated. So not cool! He was having such a good time... stupid orderlies.

"During the night? Suuure~ Sounds like a party! M' in M93, so we're like... thirty rooms apart! Multiples of three~ There's a connection there--it can't be a coincidence!" Heiji's orderly resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but the small part of Heiji's brain was slowly creating a mnemonic so that the rest of his logical side could recall and remember which room Okita was in. He wasn't doing anything that night, save wandering around by himself and trying to figure out where the hell he was.

"Hey, I won't be inta--inter... interruptin' anythin' important, righ'?" Heiji shouted as he locked his legs repeatedly, causing the orderly to growl in frustration and drag him under the arms. "Dun wanna crash a party without an invitation--'s rude!"