screwthegods (
screwthegods) wrote in
damned_institute2008-05-24 06:58 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
- alexander conklin,
- allelujah,
- angel,
- asch,
- ashton,
- beatrix,
- brooklyn,
- cloud,
- diva,
- edgeworth,
- envy,
- falis,
- farfarello,
- gluttony,
- haseo,
- heiji,
- hinamori momo,
- hisoka,
- hitsugaya,
- hohenheim,
- homura,
- itachi,
- kratos,
- kunzite,
- kurogane,
- leon magnus,
- mello,
- nami,
- naminé,
- okita,
- raine,
- ren,
- reno,
- ritsuka,
- roy,
- sai,
- sanji,
- shion,
- shito,
- signum,
- skuld,
- subaru,
- ururu,
- usopp,
- willow,
- wolfram,
- yuber,
- zelos,
- zexion,
- zoro
Day 32: Sun Room (4th Shift)
It was rare that Homura's nurse try to persuade him to a scheduled activity, but then, it was rare that Homura didn't go. But the demi-god had plans, and the poor woman had little other choice but to leave in a huff as he once again settled himself near the bulletin board in the Sun Room.
His conversation with Kenren the previous shift had left the demi-god with a lingering sense of anxiety. Perhaps it was something only those from his own world could do, but none the less, he was all the more ready for night to begin now. Goals and memories, the truth of his past and the possibility of the future: all thoughts lingering on the forefront of his mind, more than enough motivation to move forward.
Impatience was something of a rush for an immortal, he'd discovered. Homura liked the feeling, the excitement even before he had arrived in this prison. And now while he waited, he savored it again, a yearning that shone so much brighter than the boredom of Heaven.
[Waiting for History Club Q&A time.]
His conversation with Kenren the previous shift had left the demi-god with a lingering sense of anxiety. Perhaps it was something only those from his own world could do, but none the less, he was all the more ready for night to begin now. Goals and memories, the truth of his past and the possibility of the future: all thoughts lingering on the forefront of his mind, more than enough motivation to move forward.
Impatience was something of a rush for an immortal, he'd discovered. Homura liked the feeling, the excitement even before he had arrived in this prison. And now while he waited, he savored it again, a yearning that shone so much brighter than the boredom of Heaven.
[Waiting for History Club Q&A time.]
no subject
no subject
no subject
Now was a good time to let Renji know who to be cautious of, as well. "Also, I don't know if you noticed, but there was another vampire attack the night before last. Either someone actually ~is~ a vampire, or they're doing a good job of imitating something like it. We don't know much, other than it's probably a male, he was wounded two days ago by a bite to the hand...which has likely since healed...and he has a white outfit of some kind. Keep aware of anyone like that. In addition, I was attacked last night by a patient who goes by the name of Anya. She's a demon of vengeance in her world, apparently, and tried to kill someone else because someone had wished it, and she grants wishes of vengeance from women around her." He felt dumb just saying it. "I have assurance from someone who knows her that it won't happen again, but be wary if you see her nevertheless."
no subject
"I didn't know," he said, "but now I do." He frowned. "We know there're people around that don't have human souls," he said. "But they're not all the same. Maybe we should start looking around at them, first." He would keep an eye out for a white outfit. Fucking impractical, considering the environment, and easy to spot. "And... right. Anya. If you say so." He found the explanation rather... odd.