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Day 34: Breakfast
[starting off in M13]
The last part of the night was little more than a blur in Homura's mind. The men had rushed in, but not joined them, instead staying off to themselves. Before any of them had a chance to react, however, a voice sounded through the air, mocking some other person Homura had never heard of, and the patients themselves.
To Homura, whoever that man was, he sounded a great deal like a god.
But before he could ask questions, the demi-god found himself no longer in the chapel, but some strange room on a bed. Is that what Kenren had meant from his earlier warning? Homura sat up, glad at least that the world didn't spin when he did so. Then the same man from before began to speak again, with a completely different tone. It was confusing to hear him talk that way, calling them patients instead of prisoners as he had before. Homura listened quietly as the announcement was made, then got out of bed.
Maybe he wouldn't have to go anywhere yet. It wasn't like Homura knew where to go anyway, and that meant he had time. If this was his room, and if he had been here as long as Kenren had said, there was a chance he could find something with answers. The Taisho had even told him that Homura had seen Rinrei. Certainly he would've written something down, made a map, something that could let him find her again! He started with the desk at the end of his bed, first finding a small stack of notebooks. Picking up the first, he flipped through, turning the pages with quickening desperation as he found each one to be blank.
The last part of the night was little more than a blur in Homura's mind. The men had rushed in, but not joined them, instead staying off to themselves. Before any of them had a chance to react, however, a voice sounded through the air, mocking some other person Homura had never heard of, and the patients themselves.
To Homura, whoever that man was, he sounded a great deal like a god.
But before he could ask questions, the demi-god found himself no longer in the chapel, but some strange room on a bed. Is that what Kenren had meant from his earlier warning? Homura sat up, glad at least that the world didn't spin when he did so. Then the same man from before began to speak again, with a completely different tone. It was confusing to hear him talk that way, calling them patients instead of prisoners as he had before. Homura listened quietly as the announcement was made, then got out of bed.
Maybe he wouldn't have to go anywhere yet. It wasn't like Homura knew where to go anyway, and that meant he had time. If this was his room, and if he had been here as long as Kenren had said, there was a chance he could find something with answers. The Taisho had even told him that Homura had seen Rinrei. Certainly he would've written something down, made a map, something that could let him find her again! He started with the desk at the end of his bed, first finding a small stack of notebooks. Picking up the first, he flipped through, turning the pages with quickening desperation as he found each one to be blank.
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Against his better judgement, he followed the order. His body thanked him at least, he was terribly fatigued and it probably showed. Still, he smiled and folded his hands on the table.
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"Enough with that smile, it's annoying," he gave as another warning. If Fai knew what was good for him, he wouldn't annoy Kurogane anymore than he already had. Just as Fai suspected, Kurogane was not heeding any consequences that may result from an additional explosion.
Watching him a bit had already alerted Kurogane to the condition Fai was in. Now that he was down, he probably wouldn't leave and so they could talk properly (maybe), but that meant Fai also wouldn't get up to go eat which he probably hadn't since before dinner last night. Idiot. Before deciding to go into their usual Q and not A, Kurogane huffed and pushed his tray across to him, fork included. "Here. This sugary stuff is more to your taste than mine."
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Yuuhi opened his mouth for a moment to refuse, but couldn't bring himself to say the words. He wasn't sure if not eating the pancakes would injure the ninja's pride or simply keep him from getting another knock on the head, but he did as he was told, somewhat hesitantly, as though it were some kind of trap. Was he just being nice now so he could bark at him later? He wasn't quite sure what to think.
The vacant smile didn't disappear, but perhaps now there was something a bit more real in it. Yuuhi kept his focus on the plate, stirring around each soggy bite before finally eating it.
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"Geeze, you're more trouble than your worth sometimes..." he grumbled to himself when the smile didn't fade but wasn't going to argue since he was eating.
No matter what problems the magician was having in this place, that didn't excuse him not eating or sleeping. Even Kurogane was managing to rest at intervals despite how being trapped here irked him. Fai not taking care of himself only made problems for the both of them, and Kurogane was not having that!
He waited a bit, watching Fai at as he ate, before taking a much calmer approach to the subject that was the file and Fai's relation to it. "Do you even realize what you're trying to do?" he asked.
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He wasn't sure what to make of Kurogane's change in attitude, but he didn't mention it. He was simply glad there was a bit less tension in the air.
It didn't take a genius to realize what Kuro was talking about, but he still wasn't sure himself what he was going to do with the information he'd gotten from Homura. He'd only wanted to know about Robin Cross, in hopes that he could save Ashura, but the file had contained information on Fai, no, Yuuhi too. Information Homura had read.
He poked guiltily at his pancakes, considering the question. "I have to make things right," he said quietly.
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Since he'd learned of the visitor Fai had seen, this Ashura person, Kurogane had known that Fai's actions were not mirroring anything in the present time. Instead he was drawing from something from the past that he might have done, or for all Kurogane knew had yet to do, but that didn't change the fact that the magician was once again letting the past control him. Here that meant taking the lies fed him and turning into a veritable mess!
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He shook his head slowly, "I thought I did. But... I've not been sure of much of anything since coming here." Ashura had said there was a chance. That Yuuhi was the only one who could save him... If there was a chance, no matter how small, he had to take it. He had to.
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"You're letting this place get to you too much," he said as though it weren't obvious, "Names and files, and whatever the hell that visitor was... it's those things that are making your decisions, not you. And even then you're still not sure. I already told you not to be half-assed about things, magician."
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"I'm not sure what to say," he replied. It was sincere and honest, even if it didn't reveal much. Kurogane was right, there were an awful lot of things he was unsure of, but he didn't know how he was supposed to decide.
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"You can say where that file is since it's obvious you haven't gotten rid of it," he
orderedsuggested, "Already know you read it, so there's no changing that. Just don't keep it. Burn it, or something."Kurogane hadn't ever cared what might've been in something like that. "Real lives" or whatever the people in white said. This wasn't a world either of them were from, so it didn't concern them even if things had been made to reflect them somehow. Someone was only messing with them. If those files had any use it was to say who was or wasn't there anymore like with the Princess.
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He looked guiltily down at his tray, but didn't answer the first question. The location of the file. It was in his waistband at the moment, as he waited for the best time to dispose of it. Unfortunately, that time had never come. A day had already come and gone. "I'll get rid of it," he said in a quiet voice, not daring to look up.
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"Whatever's in there scared you that bad, huh?" he said first, then after considering modified his belief, "Or is it that you just don't want any one else seeing it?"