ext_201968 ([identity profile] whiteychan.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-02-09 03:17 am

Day 30: Cafeteria, Breakfast

Hitsugaya woke with a start.

His entire body ached, but the pain was nowhere near as bad as it had been the night before. His injuries had been tended two with clean gauze and bandages, and he found every movement wasn't agony. He wasn't in the best of shape, but thanks to the miracle of landel's strange time distortion, he had mostly recovered from the vile poison without having to waste anyone else's talents.

And in his hand, still...there was the key.

He dressed quickly, sliding the key onto the key ring from his desk drawer and stuck it into his pocket. Whether the key stood to gain them anything or not, it stood as a vital reminder that they could succeed in this place. There was hope, as insignificant as it often seemed. They could beat this place.

That small shred of hope made getting up worth it.

The nurse who escorted him to breakfast was cheerful, and commented idly about how wonderful it was to see young Tommy Winters up and about again after his unfortunate run-in with a bad case of food poisoning. He smirked slightly, knowing that any lies the institute forced into their heads were only that: lies. He wouldn't buy it for a second. And on top of that, the concept of muffins sounded almost appetizing. While he still preferred his authentic Japanese cuisine, the food here was slowly becoming more and more bearable. He would have preferred a warm bowl of sweet nattou over rice over the mufffins, but they would do. The plain yogurt and fruit, on the other hand, was excellent. He piled his plate high with fruit as usual, and got several small bowls of yogurt as well.

Finding the most convenient table to the end of the food line, he took a seat and scanned for the new arrivals. New arrivals meant people who would be lost and confused. Renji did a good job of making a bulliten post last time...he should recommend abarai-fukutaicho do the same again this time.

[Waiting for Angel]

[identity profile] qui-gonjinn.livejournal.com 2008-02-10 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
That made Qui-Gon pause. So this Earthian did know about Jedi, much like young Artemis Fowl had. The question was how he knew, especially considering how far Earth was from Republic space; yet another matter that they would need to investigate. There was no reason to deny that he was indeed a Jedi, at any rate. He had, after all, used the Force on Sanzo.

He nodded. "Yes. I am." He paused, and then went on. "How did you know?"

[identity profile] 31st-of-china.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
So that hadn't necessarily been a load of bull from Chusa. He hadn't thought she was lying at the time, but she had been under the influence of a cocktail of drugs at the time. Everything she'd said, hinted at, had been almost too hard to believe.

Sanzo was still having a hard time wrapping his mind around that there might be other planets out there.

"A woman named Chusa," Sanzo replied. "She thought I was one and started going off about it, and the Republic."

Come to think of it, he hadn't seen her around. Had she been removed, just like Hakkai? Like Goku earlier?

[identity profile] qui-gonjinn.livejournal.com 2008-02-12 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Qui-Gon sat very still as he listened to Sanzo's story. The other Earthian's he'd met seemed to have little to no knowledge about the Republic, much less intimate knowledge.

"What did she look like? Did she say where she was from?" Qui-Gon asked. He needed to know if there were other beings from the Republic here, if people had been taken before. Just how long had this been going on? "Was there anything else she said?"

Just because she knew about Jedi didn't mean she was one. Most of the galaxy knew about Jedi, even if their actual "facts" were wrong - there was a surprising number of beings out there who believed that Jedi were the thieves of children, were killers, or were the Republic's personal security force, all of which couldn't be farther from the truth.