Day 30: Cafeteria, Dinner

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The cafeteria was all but empty when Zelnick got there. He was a little disappointed; he had gotten the impression that patients usually ate dinner in their rooms, so he hadn't arranged to meet anyone, and there really wasn't anyone to sit by and engage in conversation yet.

Quietly, he collected dinner and a big glass of orange juice, and chose a seat near the food-serving counters. Talking for so long had made him thirsty... and, well, fruit juice was a luxury he had missed.

[Stalk away, my dearest Admiral. <3 ]

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Knives had had enough. To hell with Vash and his ideals.

He moved quickly, jumping up and reaching over to grab Mozenrath. He wrapped his hands around Mozenrath's neck, trying to squeeze the life out of him. Monzenrath had just pushed too far and Knives still didn't have full control over his violent urges. This place had taken away his Angel Arm, so he couldn't just remove Monzenrath's head with his blade, so instead he tried with his bare hands.

"DISGUSTING HUMAN!" he screamed as he held onto the sorcerer, wanting to kill and destroy. "YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO THE HELL YOU ARE TALKING TO. I'LL KILL YOU!"

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Mozenrath didn't expect the Plant to react as he had. The hands around his neck tightened and the sorcerer clawed at the them trying to get them off. "HOW DARE-"

That was as far as he managed to choke out. Knives had a massive grip on him and he was finding it VERY difficult to get anything out, much less his breath. He tried to punch Knives off of him, aiming for the stomach, but there wasn't much force behind it.

This didn't bode well.

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Why couldn't the patients just be calm today? Why? They were already understaffed with so many orderlies out and about, but to have more fights break out? It simply wasn't acceptable. The male nurse stalked across the cafeteria, taking another orderly with him, and pulled Michael off Cheb clicking his tongue at both of them.

"Mind telling me what this is about or do you just want to get sedated and get it over with?" Normally he would have been more tactful, but he was at his wits end with these people today.

[Kaze]

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"Get your hands off of me!" Knives yelled at the two staff members that had come to pry him away. He tried to pull himself out of their grip. The last thing he wanted was to be touched by two more humans. "This disgusting piece of trash deserves to be tossed out with the rest of the garbage!"

He didn't care if it would have wasted the rest of his energy. He wanted his Angel Arm back so that he could kill everyone in this place, maybe then the smell of it would stop suffocating him. "Let me go!" he yelled again.

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Mozenrath coughed and gasped for air the moment Knives' grip was removed. The moment his breath returned, however, he had an earful.

"You dare to lay your filthy hands on ME?!" He snapped at the Plant, pointing with an accusatory finger. "I single handedly conquored a kingdom, amassed a power unlike any you will ever encounter, AND became the greatest sorcerer of the age and you think you can ever so casually put your hands around my neck and throttle me?! I hope you don't ever make that mistake again, you SNAKE!"

His tirade continued as his gesturing turned towards the staff. "And you! YOU are the ones who told me to talk to this low life! I had no interest in even coming to dinner and you insisted that there was no other alternative. How do you feel about that decision NOW?"

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"Mr. Williams! We do not tolerate insulting other patients that way," the nurse snapped, giving Cheb a quick look, too. "And that goes for you as well, Mr. Mami."

It didn't look like Michael was going to calm down any time soon, however, and the nurse wasn't exactly looking forward to a nighttime brawl so soon after the morning one had taken out a friend of his. "I warned you, Mr. Williams. Hold him steady."

The needle was in and out with speed achieved through years of practice. It was unfortunate that so many of the patients here were so violent toward each other. Sighing, the nurse waited until the orderlies deposited Michael back into his chair and then he turned to Cheb. "I apologize that such a thing has happened, Mr. Mami, but you best not provoke him into any more violence or I'll have to come back."

With that the nurse took the orderlies and went back to standing at the side of the room, close enough that he could jump back in if needed.

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"Get your hands off of me!" Knives yelled again, struggling to get away. As the drugs entered his system though, things started to slow down for him and he couldn't find the strength or the will to fight anymore. "Get your..." he started, but he couldn't finish or instead he sat in the chair the lead him to and stared at the table, still furious but unable to do anything about it.

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Mozenrath stewed as the staff lectured him and allowed them to wander off without verbally assailing them again. He'd have to come back if Mozenrath didn't behave? It sounded like an overindulgent parent threatening his child and Mozenrath hated being babied.

Still, it was a neat trick they had pulled on Knives and Mozenrath wondered what exactly they had done. They had inserted something into the other man, an elixir of sorts. Whatever the answer, it seemed to work quite well as Knives mellowed out. Mozenrath smirked cruelly.

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue, Michael?"

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Knives could do little more than glare at Mozenrath and he did, with a look of pure anger and hatred. He wanted to get up and at least go back to his room, but he didn't trust his legs right now.

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Oh, Mozenrath enjoyed that look. It made him feel superior to the other. He had won this fight, hadn't he?

"Ooo, if looks could bruise," He purred and smirked. "Be careful with that look; someone could get hurt."

What was Knives going to do about it? Mozenrath suspected that if he tried anything again, the consequences would only be worse. He was free to do his worse as far as the sorcerer was concerned. It wouldn't go too far, whatever action he took.