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] reanalyze.livejournal.com 2008-01-03 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Which one appeals to you most?" Citan asked, conversationally. "All have something to offer, of course. I suppose a better question would be, which one do you feel you can do best in? I don't have much to do with any of them, I'm afraid. I have people I work with, but we hardly could be called official in any capacity."
gald_digger: (Okay but how much is that in gald?)

[personal profile] gald_digger 2008-01-03 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
What was she good at? Fonic artes? Puppeteering? Neither were talents she could put to good use in her current situation. It didn't seem like her domestic skills would get her far, either, despite the names of the clubs. Anise frowned a bit as she considered her options.

"I'm no good at healing, so we can scratch that one." Besides, that was where they were going to put Tear. If the Colonel's intention was to get them to cover more ground, joining that team would be completely useless. "Um... I guess exploring and stuff is something anybody could do, right? I don't really know what the Cooking Club does. Is there some place they're finding weapons at?" If there was such a great source of equipment, it would benefit her group to know about it, whether she decided to work with the club or not.