ext_201968 ([identity profile] whiteychan.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-12-24 12:06 pm

Day 29: Cafeteria, Brunch

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]

[identity profile] transgenix.livejournal.com 2007-12-30 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"You can use magic?" Max looked impressed, grinning. "They seem to have inhibited everyone's abilities here. They'd have to, or I think none of us would be here anymore. They wouldn't have been able to hold most of these people for five minutes if they'd left us as we were."

She still didn't know how they'd done it, but Max was well aware of the lengths determined people would use to keep their experiments under control. At least these were more interested in the mazer they sent their patients through, rather than... other things. She could imagine a much worse fate in an insane asylum than this, even with as frustrating as it was being here and not back home.

"What's your magic like, where you come from?" she asked curiously. "We don't have any in my world. At least, not that I've ever encountered."

[identity profile] heraldric.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Oh yes. If they'd had their abilities restored, he and the others would be long gone from this place. The monsters here, as far as he'd seen, were nothing like those they'd fought before. It would be like any other dungeon and they'd clean it out fast.

"What's it like? Well..." 'Big and flashy' probably wasn't the best way to describe it. "Some people have different affinities for things than others. Like elements. I'm pretty good with dark, void, and water based spells, though I can use others." He wasn't sure if he should mention the whole demon summoning bit, as he didn't know what she'd think of it.