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] lineaeterna.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Fayt would have bristled if he wasn't already expecting that sort of reaction already. After all, he wasn't the one going around telling people that monsters were running around in this place on top of saying that they were also almost a century in the past.

Then again, Fayt had heard worse, so he wasn't quite so sure anymore. Maybe he was crazy. The boy sighed and opened his mouth to respond before the sound of fighting caused him to look up quickly. What was going on?!

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[identity profile] multiweapon.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
It seemed like right on cue that as soon as he mentioned the place being insane that things had to get even weirder. People in the same room because fighting amongst themselves, Voices were raised and all Haseo could do was look in the general direction of the noise in bewilderment. A battle had started between some of the people up front. People began running up to join in or even fight amongst the other people in white who weren't even involved. "What in the--" The rogue remained generally seated as the incident began to unravel itself, and merely tossed a confused look to Fayt shortly after. The incident happening in such an emphemeral fashion didn't provide him with an ample amount of time to think of joining in or not; a nurse came slowly after and beckoned he leave the room.


[ ooc: it's okay. I didn't really plan on doing much of anything anyway~ No backthread needed~ ]