Day 29: Cafeteria (2nd Shift)

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Nathan had never actually been in a nuthouse before and had only recently contemplated checking himself into one in a fit of sarcastic, self-depricating humor as of late. It was safe to say that he wasn't terribly familiar with the typical layout, even though he guessed it wasn't too hard to assume in this case. Everything was clean and painfully sterile-looking, if you could tell just by looking anyway, and he had to admit that they did a decent job of dressing this place up like a stereotypical, mental institution. They'd probably wait until evening to run whatever tests they wanted after they'd drugged everyone up nice and good.

The former congressman parted ways with his nurse, offering her a fairly sarcastic "thanks" as she let him loose in the expansive cafeteria. The food choices seemed pretty basic: hamburgers, hot dogs, pizza... The sort of thing he'd been living off of for the past, couple of months. Nathan hadn't realized how hungry he was until he actually picked up a plate. Skeptical as he was of the food here, it probably didn't matter whether it was drugged or not; if he was where he naturally assumed he was, they'd have their way no matter what he did. The only thing not eating would accomplish would be to make things easier for them.

With a hamburger and some fries piled on his plate, Nathan scanned the large room for any familiar faces. If he'd been nabbed in his sleep, there was at least a small chance that they might've nabbed Parkman or one of the others too. Unfortunately, he seemed to have chosen the wrong place to get information. It was practically empty.

Great. It looked like he'd be keeping himself company for the time being. Always a fun person to pass the time with. Sitting down at an empty table, Nathan took a moment to stare his hamburger down before taking a hesitant bite.

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Rather than getting offended, even somehow threatened that there was life amongst the stars, like some of the Earthians, Luffy seemed content merely to be excited, even intrigued by something different. Qui-Gon had to smile at his enthusiasm. It seemed that being imprisoned and held without any kind of explanation didn't faze this young man.

"Yes," Qui-Gon said. "Or, to be exact, I was a teacher: where I'm from, we usually will take on an apprentice and train them one on one, until they are ready to move on. My student reached the point where I could no longer train him as his teacher."

Now they were equals. Now Obi-Wan was a Jedi Knight and Qui-Gon still found himself shamelessly proud to look back at his accomplishments and see how much he'd grown, the man he had become.

"That's unusual," Qui-Gon said as Luffy rattled off how many people were from his world that he personally knew. "I haven't seen many instances where there were so many people from one group here in Landels."

As for why Sanji and Zoro didn't remember things...Qui-Gon knew that brainwashing and memory wipes were possible and that that may have been the case for them. But disturbing as it was, Luffy didn't seem too bothered with it.

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"Ohhh, I get it!" Luffy said with a nod. The idea of an apprenticeship wasn't so weird to him. It wasn't unusual for pirates to take on apprentices of sorts to work as cabin boys or something, and most jobs back home usually called for that kind of thing. "You must have been pretty happy, huh?" It didn't occur to him that it might have been bittersweet or sad -- after all, a job well done was something to feel good about, right?

"Is it really so strange?" the pirate asked when Qui-Gon commented how unusual it was. "I guess it might be. I mean, I was by myself for a long time, too, which was even weirder for me. But now that we're together, I'm sure we'll be able to find a way out of here!" He laughed. "I can't lie, or make maps, or use swords, or cook, so teaming up is really the only way to go." It still sucked they were all there in the first, but there wasn't much they could do about that except find a way out, right?