damned_institute | 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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"After, far as I know, they wake up in their room and go about their day. And they remember what they did, at least some of it." That was pretty much the worst of it, he thought, the cruelty of people remembering their inability to control or fight against what they were doing. "So he should be around. He might be sleeping it off or something, though." Or too ashamed to show his face, but Renji wasn't going to voice that thought. He didn't know the guy Allen was talking about.

"All we can do is try to get them out of the rooms, at least let them know they weren't forgotten," Renji said. "The way to stop it is the same way to stop all the shit here. Kill Landel, destroy this place, escape." He frowned. "They take people out of their rooms, once we've been locked up for dinner. The rest of us don't even know until someone tells us. Though at least now, since we're in rooms with other people, someone does know." He shrugged one shoulder. "My first couple nights here, we were in rooms by ourselves."

"Maybe," he said, though there was some hesitation. Allen still appeared troubled by the news, but at least there was the chance that Ravi was still here. Kanda on the other hand, he hadn't seen the other boy at all, only heard that he was there from Ravi. Not that he wanted to see Kanda's face in the slightest, but he wasn't going to wish some awful harm on him either.

It sounded really difficult, Allen thought, to have to keep track of all of those things at once. How were they supposed to defeat Landel if he kept all of them busy at night rescuing their friends? It wasn't fair at all! Of course, that was probably the point, but it was all so frustrating! "Oh," he commented without much enthusiasm. Strategy had never been his strong point, so he didn't have anything to add. Renji and the others seemed to at least have some kind of plans and organization working for them.

He mulled it over, trying not to think about how bleak their situation was becoming and concentrate instead on how they were going to overcome it. His face lit up for a moment as he remembered the last thing he'd meant to ask about. He wasn't sure if Renji would know or not, but he was one of the best sources for information so far. "Ah- There was one other thing," he finished the melon and set the rind aside. "Do you happen to know what a... telepath is? I've never heard that word before, but someone on the bulletin mentioned it." He wasn't about to bring up what it was in regards to, but he couldn't help that his cheeks pinked slightly at the thought. Him! Wooing Rinali? That was just- He was only sixteen and- It wouldn't really- She was such a nice girl and- Allen took a quick drink from his glass and hoped Renji hadn't thought the question too strange.

Renji really wished he could offer Allen something better, some sort of comfort, but that wasn't really his way. The situation was unpleasant, and they were losing people right and left. "It's difficult," he said. "But we will win. Believe that your sword will not shatter, believe that we will return to fight, even a thousand times, and we will win." He gave Allen a rather fierce smile. Despite Renji's own personal doubts about himself, his own strength, that he could always believe; he - they - would never stop fighting, and in the end they would win. His absolute belief and confidence sounded in his voice.

He had to think for a moment, about Allen's question. The word wasn't familiar to him from home, but it was one that he'd learned here. It took him a minute to remember, though. Telepaths were... people like River. People like the guy on the bulletin board that he still hadn't met. "They're... uh... people that can read thoughts. I think. We don't really have those at home, not like that, but there seem to be people that can do it here."

It wasn't that Allen doubted they would escape or that Renji would make the doctor pay for the things he'd done to the patients here, but it still helped to hear it from someone else. Allen smiled back, small and hopeful and nowhere near as ferocious as Renji's. "I wouldn't doubt it," he assured. "And I'm not going to give up, don't worry." It was much easier to feel confident when he had a full stomach and was no longer being plagued by that strange tattoo.

The other news was a little more disconcerting. There were people that could read minds?! "Oh dear," he mumbled, his cheeks gaining a little more color. So that was what the man on the bulletin board had meant when he said he knew if someone was lying or not. But he hadn't thought he was! He liked Rinali of course, they were friends! But... but the man seemed to suggest that the way he felt about her was more than simple friends or co-workers. And if that was the case... it was going to make things much more difficult. What was he going to say the next time he spoke with her?! He couldn't trouble her with something like that! Not here of all places! "That... complicates things."

Renji nodded. Allen sounded better now, and definitely better than he had two nights ago, and that was all that really mattered. There was no need to speak about it further.

He rested one elbow on the table, chin on his hand, as he finished up the last of his rice. "How?" he said. "Have you been lying to them or something?" His tone was joking. Allen was such a good kid; he really couldn't imagine him lying to anyone.

"Well n-no," Allen glanced down at his hands, wringing them in his lap. "Th-that is, not intentionally. Er... I'm not sure quite... how to explain it, exactly..." His brow was worried, "I-it's not really a lie if I didn't know myself it was true or not, right?"

Why was it so difficult to explain such a simple thing?! "I don't even know who it was really, I was talking to them on the bulletin. But... they said something that... I didn't think was true, but they insisted. And now..." He glanced across the room to the place Rinali was sitting with another patient. "I'm not sure what to think." He hesitated a moment, "Ah- b-but it's really nothing important! I- ah- I was just curious a- about how a person could know something like that or... or not! That's all."

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