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] nadine-he-loves.livejournal.com 2007-12-28 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know." Nadine shrugged. "A few days, maybe. Maybe more. I don't... I don't know." Time had been a vague and elusive thing even before she came here. She'd lost track of things like days of the week. Without newspapers or a job or television, what did they mean?

"It's not like it really matters, does it?"

[identity profile] empty-death.livejournal.com 2007-12-28 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Faust shrugged. "It might matter, it might not. Sometimes, the people that have been here longer have useful information." He picked up his glass and looked at it for a moment.

"Of course, those that have been here longer seem to run a higher risk of disappearing..." He took a drink from the glass.

[identity profile] nadine-he-loves.livejournal.com 2007-12-29 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I haven't been here very long." She knew that. "Probably a few days. I don't... I don't really keep track. I used to keep track of the days of the week by what was on TV." People disappearing. She'd heard something about that. She didn't know anyone it had happened to, but statistically, that wasn't surprising.

"I don't really know much of anything, so if you were hoping to get answers, you're shit out of luck."