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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]
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]
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Sierra was disappointed by the interruption of her conversation with her 'new friend' but the newcomer was polite enough that she didn't mind... or at least, smiled rather than starting into one of her tirades. She could always afford to wait for good things~
"Nurses?" she asked. Wait a second... that explained why the building looked so different. "I've been taken to a hospital?"
The only explanation she could think of for all this was that some plague had broken out in the town she'd been staying at and she'd been taken for ill and moved. Not the likeliest scenario... but she was only just starting to wake up, and her faculties were not at their fullest.
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"I'm Maes Hughes, by the way. I've been here for a while, so I can fill you in on the basics. But you'll have more questions, and you want to take those to the public notice board in the Sun Room. I'll try and head off the usual ones first." He smiled and chuckled a little bit.
"No, no one knows why we're here or how we were brought here. Well all just woke up one morning and there was some nurse telling us our life was a delusion and we were really someone else. And you can't argue with them. The guy in charge is Doctor Martin Landel, and he's one scary guy. Controls everything. At night things get dangerous. There's monsters out and the staff is gone and it's like something out of a bad dream. You guys with me so far?"
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It was an impossible tale, but Tenchi had -lived- through the impossible. It wasn't outside of the rules his life had been governed by before. Still, there were some things that worried him. Things that worried him immensely.
"Mister...Hughes?" he began timidly. "My name is Tenchi and it's nice to meet you, but there's something I need to know. What about the people we left behind? Are the people I care about safe, or is this Doctor holding them? I'm not worried about myself, but if anything happened to them..."
He let the sentence trail off. Tenchi was incredibly protective of his friends. And God only knows what trouble Ryoko would be in without him. She was strong, but rather reckless. He was worried.
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But none of the details really mattered. If she'd been put in a prison, there was really only one sensible course of action. Catch up on her sleep, then ruin the life of whoever had thought they could detain her so easily.
She laughed lightly. Really, they had terrible luck to have kidnapped her. "Yes, yes. I'll be sure to put this Landel in his place," she said, apparently feeling indulgent.
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"As far as I know, they're fine. I've got some friends here, that were taken years after I was. They were fine. Until they came here. Time's funny here, it's hard to explain. But the people we left behind are still home, and I'm sure they're fine. Everyone he's got is right here. But it'd be a good idea to ask around if you're worried - a lot of us do have friends who were taken, too."
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Suddenly, and without warning, Tenchi heard a crash resound from across the cafeteria. Turning he saw a number of the patients and faculty in a large brawl. The cafeteria had become a battleground. Grabbing his tray and holding it nervously in front of him as a makeshift shield, he sank lower in his seat.
"Is this kind of thing normal for daytime?"
Tenchi asked the question quite seriously and with only a slight hint of sarcasm. If daytime was like this, Tenchi didn't want to even think about what night would bring. Tenchi wasn't a coward per se, but he'd rather not start a fight he could avoid.
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But... what he'd said to Tenchi caught her attention. "You've been here for years and you've never seen him?" He might be hard to find... she'd been quite patient hunting down her kin, but she didn't have that kind of time to spend on humans.
Well, he'd probably come out if she started destroying the building.
Or, she thought as the sounds of fighting reached her ears, if someone else did it for her. She turned curiously to watch the developing melee.