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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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They both fell to the ground, the nurse's head making a dull thud against the floor. Rukia grabbed the hand holding the needle, and pressed her other arm against the woman's throat to try and pin her. The nurse, while she had been surprised, was obviously well-trained, though. "Stop it!" she yelled as she jabbed her free hand into Rukia's arm pit.
Rukia gasped in pain, fighting to remain focused on what she had to do. Meanwhile, the orderly that she and Tyler had knocked down before was starting to get up...
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"Freaking ape! Get off me!" Tyler cursed him, struggling frantically beneath the man's hold, trying to get free before one of the nurses could get close enough to take him out.
Desperate, he reached for his magic, uncaring at the moment if he Used in front of anyone else. What did secrets mean if he was trapped in a place like this? Caleb kick his ass later, if he got out of this place.
Intending to blast the man off his back, Tyler felt a cold wave of dread when he reached for his power - the well of magic that had always existed within him - and found that nothing happened. The shock was enough that for a moment, he stopped fighting entirely, unable to believe that somehow, his power was unreachable.
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Recovering from the blow to her head, the nurse rolled them both over, unintentionally putting pressure on Rukia's injured knee. Rukia cried out in pain and anger, still trying to keep the syringe at bay.
She heard Renji calling her name; so he was getting in on the fight, too? Unable to catch sight of him, she could only hope that he was able to do damage worthy of a shinigami. He was strong.
Catching sight of Tyler being borne to the ground, Rukia yelled his name, but could do nothing to help the kid. This was a losing battle, and she knew it, but that didn't stop her from fighting like a cornered animal. She thrashed about and tried to head butt the nurse, but the other woman weighed more and wasn't injured.
Finally, the nurse wrenched her wrist from Rukia's grip and plunged the syringe into her neck. Rukia screamed - not in pain, but in frustration - "Why are you doing this?? Just let us go, dammit!!"
As everything turned fuzzy and faraway, Rukia's head lolled to the side. She looked at Tyler, mumbling, "Sorry I gotcha... in tr'ble."
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...and felt the jab of a needle against the back of his own neck as his orderly finally freed a hand to sedate him as well. He tried to fight it, but it was a losing battle, and Tyler felt himself slipping into unconsciousness before he could even form any words in return.