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] enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Hm? I beg your pardon?" Xelloss pulled back, frowning a little, and shook his head regretfully. "I'm sorry. It seems the joke is on us; I must have been thinking of another John. Perhaps even another Hollywood. Jack Horner films, you say? No, it doesn't ring a bell at all." Done with the tray, Xelloss pushed it to the side.
Edited 2008-02-11 05:30 (UTC)

[identity profile] i-slay-giants.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Jack's face fell. So much for that hope. "Oh. I guess I shouldn't be surprised." He scratched his stubble. "But, I mean, you know "Jack and the Beanstalk", right? Even if you've never seen my films?"

He drummed his fingers on the table. "God, I wish I'd found some booze last night."

[identity profile] enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
That was better. Xelloss shrugged helplessly. "No, I'm afraid it's completely unfamiliar. It must be rather lonely, being the only individual from your world here."

If only he could have been granted the same curse...

[identity profile] i-slay-giants.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack cracked his neck and mused it over. "It's not that bad," he decided after a moment. "Not really. I mean, sure, no one knows how truly and utterly awesome I am, but all the people who annoyed the hell out of me aren't exactly pissin' me off here either. It's kinda nice to be without any sort of expectation. You know what I'm saying?"

"Then again," He glowered, looking around the room. "For every person I've escaped, there's a new face here to take their place in annoying me."

[identity profile] enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really. You've been having trouble getting along with the other patients?" Xelloss feigned sympathy, shaking his head a little. "It's true that quite a few individuals have the sorts of personalities that simply do not mesh well with others."

For example, Mazoku lords and human princesses obsessed with justice...

"It's terrible that, with all of us in the same situation, we can't join forces peacefully to try and find a proper exit. Don't you think so?"

[identity profile] i-slay-giants.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's what I'm talking about," Jack nodded. "I've been in this situation before and the quickest way to get out of these joints is to work together." There were already the clubs, but Jack wasn't interested in joining any club if he wasn't calling the shots. Besides, they seemed far more interested in making maps or building weapons, if the bulletin posts were any sign.

"Have you had any luck gettin' anywhere out of here? Obviously not too successful, since you're here talking to me..."

[identity profile] enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really, this has happened to you more than once? How unfortunate. This is my first time," Xelloss confessed lightly. "You must at least be at an advantage from your experience, then. I myself haven't tried to escape yet; since it's clear from contexts that I am not in my own world, I'm afraid it will require more than leaping the walls to return to my proper place."

[identity profile] i-slay-giants.livejournal.com 2008-02-11 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I'm a popular guy," the Fable smirked. "Seems everyone wants to lock me up and keep me for themselves. I guess I should feel flattered, but it's getting a bit bothersome. But really, you're uninterested in trying to escape at all?" He cocked his head. "But what is there worth waiting around here for? You're a wandering priest; wouldn't you be ok with wandering this world?"

[identity profile] enigmaticmedium.livejournal.com 2008-02-12 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"You must be in high demand! I wonder, if you escape this place, will another pick you up again? Perhaps that's the life of a famous Hollywood director." Xelloss suggested, as though that were perfectly logical. Then he shook his head at John's question. "Oh, I do intend to return home eventually, if I find a means. Wandering here is all right, but my faith does have a central authority I really should return to eventually. It's difficult to be responsible, sometimes!"