http://heraldric.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] heraldric.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-05-16 01:44 pm

Day 32: Sun Room (2nd shift)

After the couple glasses of water Leon managed to gulp down during breakfast, the mage felt immensely better. He was still a bit tired, but that was nothing a little lounging on one of the sofas wouldn't cure. Stretching his arms above his head, he couldn't help but wish he'd had the chance to grab one of his new doctor's coats before leaving his room that morning. Maybe they would have let him get away with wearing it. Maybe.

He grabbed an empty sofa, pulling out the journal he tried to keep on him at all times. It was nearly complete now. Just a couple more pages to go. It might not improve his spellcasting that much, but any improvement was better than none. It was getting to where it might be too dangerous for him to use spells at all, if it left him so worn out without even finishing a monster off.
vintagebrit: (grumpy)

[personal profile] vintagebrit 2008-05-20 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Why are you talking about lust?" Mason asked, speaking very slowly because this guy was obviously fucking retarded. "What. Do. You. Mean?"

Because the reaper really didn't care what the guy meant, as long as he wasn't about to try anything lustful, Mason took another bite of his waffle and leaned his head back against the wall.

[identity profile] canieathim.livejournal.com 2008-05-20 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
This he could explain. The confusion left his face and once again he gave a sinister grin. "Lust tells me who I can eat," he answered bluntly. And maybe she'd let him eat this man who didn't want to share his waffle. The man would taste yummier than the waffle, anyways.