Day 32: Intercom, Evening

[damned-intercom.livejournal.com]

The intercom clicked on and the Head Doctor spoke with his usual fervor.

"Good evening, patients and staff! I am pleased to announce that the arrival of nearly all of our new patients will conclude this shift. In addition, we have a very delicious dinner in store for you: carved Turkey with a side of mashed potatoes and steamed, seasoned vegetables. For drinks, we have our usual assortment available, and as a dessert included with your dinner, we will be serving a slice of warm apple pie with each meal.

"I trust that those of you enjoying the company of new roommates will give them a warm Landel's welcome, and I also hope that those of you who participated in therapy today were able to find a productive time with their doctors.

"That's all for now! Enjoy dinner, everyone!"

The intercom clicked off again.

[ Please respond to this post with all dinner shift threads between roommate, putting your character's respective room in the subject line. While we have none scheduled for this shift at this time: all introduction posts for this shift's group of new characters should be made in response to this post; the introduction may then continue on to be a regular roommate thread. ]

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[captain-hunam.livejournal.com]

"Uh... preserved in the toughest, blandest form possible," he explained. "Keeps for years and years, about as interesting and flavorful as leather. And oatmeal's the meal from oats heated into a kind of mushy grainy glop." He wasn't a fan of the stuff they made at the Starbase; back on Unzervalt, where they used real oats that they actually grew in the ground (not synthesized fiber in a vaguely oat-y shape), and with a drizzle of rich molasses stirred in... that was different.

Homesickness pinged at his heart for a moment before he led himself away from that tangent.

"You'll have to tell me about him sometime," he said, smiling. "And... Fwiffo'll live." Zelnick would make sure of it, even if he had to beat off monsters with his skillet to keep Fwiffo breathing. A place like this was no place to die, not after nearly five years on a nearly impossible quest to stop a nearly unstoppable force. "He's not going to be happy, but he'll live."

Zelnick's only reply to that was a doubtful "Hmm" as he continued pecking at his food, but... well, maybe it was something to keep in mind.

After a few moments, he looked back up at Kenren, trying to smile. "How was your day, then?" he asked, in an effort at polite conversation.

[opposingheaven.livejournal.com]

"Huh... much as I like leather when it comes to clothing, I think I will have to give that a pass if I ever come across any of it." If it was as bland as it was being described as, then yeah, he'd rather not bother. Really not his thing, boring stuff.

"As long as he lives, then things'll work out. Living is the important part." 'cause it was really hard to do anything if you were dead. Unless you were reincarnated. Or Hakkai. But that was Hakkai and he was a special case.

"My day? It was... met a few interesting people and got something organised for tonight, so not a bad time all in all. Then again, I still prefer this place to where I was before for the excitement value."