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]
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[personal profile] screwthegods 2007-12-29 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Homura could see the weight of burden forming itself in Tamaki's expression, and felt a certain level of sympathy for the young man. Yes, there was indeed always so much to do, and humans in particular felt rushed to do it all, with their short lives. Still, it was what made them interesting.

But there was little more that Homura had time to add, since at that moment his second appointment came through the door. He watched the woman sit, then turned back to Tamaki. "You sound like you're doing well so far. I hope you can continue. I'm afraid I have another engagement to keep, if you'll excuse me."

Homura nodded his head slightly. It was the most polite he'd been to anyone in the Institute, and perhaps his Heavenly relatives would be happy to hear he still remembered his manners sometimes. Standing, he took his tray, leaving Tamaki on his own as he went to join Enma Ai.

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Edited 2007-12-29 02:09 (UTC)