Day 29: Cafeteria, Brunch

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Hitsugaya left the chapel no less frustrated than before. The head doctor once again had chosen not to hide his face, yet promised he would be making an appearance at some time in the near future. He didn't like being patient, but there wasn't much choice. Either the head doctor would show his face, or he wouldn't. Renji had already seen him, and knew how to find him. That was enough.

The thought of eating made him slightly nauseous as usual, but he knew he needed to get his strength up. He could either be weak and try to force his way through brunch without eating anything, or he could be smart and actually give himself something to eat. And there was rice. Rice and fruit. He took a heaping pile of rice, and grabbed as much watermelon as he could fit on his plate, then proceeded to an empty table. He scanned the room, watching for Momo. He wasn't exactly looking forward to their conversation, knowing how she'd acted yesterday; however, he knew he had to speak to her, and there was a good chance that she would show more restraint now that the drugs were out of her system.

Thoughtfully he consumed his rice and waited.

[free at the moment, pester if you wish]

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"I think nighttime might be best," Yohji replied honestly, leaning back in his chair and thinking it over carefully. "I don't know how well the nurses would take to large groups of people, and you wouldn't be able to use any teaching materials for practice. If people want to learn, then they'll be willing to learn at night."

If they didn't want to learn, then he doubted that having it during the day would get them interested.

"Fighting lessons would be a good idea too," he agreed. "I'd offer to help, but I tend to just strike out rather than anything more skilled," he said wryly. "And the weapon I normally use would be impossible to get here." Not to mention taking a hell of a long time to learn before you could use it without strangling yourself.

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"My fighting skills aren't much beyond striking out either, but I'm guessing you also have the strength and agility to back it up," Raine admitted dryly. "I'm more than coordinated enough, but here are several reasons I pass for full elven--the strength I should have inherited from my human father is unfortunately a lie in my case."

Speaking freely about what she was still felt strange, but... not in a bad way. She had no reason to hide her heritage here, and it felt good to stop lying about it. She had no real reason to be ashamed of what she was, the Desians be damned, and now the people around her actually agreed. One thing to be said for this place.