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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.
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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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She tilted her head, thinking over what he added. "Yes. Attachments are weaknesses. And yet... to be without them is a weakness as well. And here... I suppose there are those I, too, would feel the loss of. Though look at the situation in this manner: remain here, and you have your mother. Alive and well and human. Is that not a tempting prospect?"
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The thought of having his mother back... ah, there was something that he'd dreamed about for so long. But it wasn't something that would happen. It couldn't. "It's tempting," he admitted. "But she doesn't remember me, she remembers the person this place wants me to be. I got over thinking she'd come back a long time ago."
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"And it is an easy enough thing to combat the mind altering of this place," Lust pointed out. "Her memories of you are there, buried beneath the fake. If I have learned one thing in my lives, it is this: memories never truly are lost. They simply become buried beneath others."
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"That..." Ed began, and then gulped, meeting Lust's eyes with a slightly scared expression. "That makes it very difficult to think about going back home."
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"If we can't get back, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I jsut don't want to lose myself and be what they want me to be."
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