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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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"Of course there was!" Yukari insisted, both clenched fists on the edge of the table. She didn't intend on putting any blame on herself-- there was someone else entirely for that-- but knowing she did nothing at all to help improve it... She hated that feeling.
Sadly, all that could be said was what's done is done; there was no point in arguing the possibilities when they couldn't go back and change them. At the very least, Yukari learned not to take so lightly of someone's intuition. If only she had actually listened to Trance instead of dismissing them as possibilities that Just Didn't Happen, maybe, maybe... Argh, there were so many places where she went wrong, how could she be so stupid?
With a breath, Yukari leaned back in her own chair, raising a thoughtful eyebrow before cutting into the silence again; "Maybe you should take it easy today. Tonight, too." Really, it looked to her Ken wanted to do nothing more than crawl into a hole, not be out here. He couldn't honestly be up to possible threats feeling as he did.
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Ken couldn't see how help was possible. In more than one way, he had backed himself into a corner, what with his nonexistent guard and mixed messages. Worthless, really. Perhaps the doctor had been correct.
There certainly was no use in continuing on that subject, however, so the boy let it drop. Instead, he gathered his hands in front of him into a worried little knot. Yukari's suggestion, despite how tempting it sounded, caused more apprehension on his end. Ken had not forgotten that little issue with the roommate, and they still had materials to gather.
"I probably shouldn't," he quickly answered. "I mean, you have to get your weapon as soon as possible, right?"
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"Yeah," Yukari replied, crossing her arms. "I'd like to, but I'm not some sort of slave driver." She gave an odd look at Ken. "If you really don't want to, then you shouldn't. I could figure something out. Otherwise... well, I won't debate about it, but I'd rather not make you come with me tonight."
She wasn't entirely sure what she could accomplish without Ken by her side, and she definitely didn't want to wander off by herself. Yukari meant what she said, however, and there was the entire rest of the day to figure out other options...
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"But..." Ken internally sighed. There was no way to refer to this delicately. "What are you going to do? What if... What if something happens?"
Considering his own situation, there were at least a couple of scenarios that were possible. None of which he would like to have occur.
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Good question, and as much as she wished she could say nothing would, Yukari wasn't dumb enough to make such claims. She took the possibility into consideration, another thoughtful look on her face. "I'll be careful," she said. "Don't worry too much about it, Ken-kun. Think about yourself for now."
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There was probably no way he could ever stop worrying, but Ken had to concede. Yukari was older than him; of course, she would take precautions, especially with what just happened. He was hardly in a position to decide now at any rate.
"Let me think it over. I'll let you know on the bulletin before dinner."