ext_358802 ([identity profile] 0bnoxious.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-08-09 05:04 pm

Dayshift 34: Men's Showers

Albel had wasted an entire night, but he couldn't quite figure out how he had actually wasted it. He had left his room early, didn't stand around doing nothing and no pathetic worm had dragged him down. Finding Fayt's room and smack the foolish maggot against the nearest wall shouldn't have taken a full night, but yet he found himself back in his bed before he even had so much as located the right door.

What the hell?!

But he didn't have much time to think about it, as one of the wenches instantly stepped into his room as soon he sat up. Had she had been waiting behind the door or something? He ignored her useless babble along the way to the showers. Apparently, he had slept through most of the day. Perhaps the lack of sleep was taking it's toll, though the warrior wouldn't even think about admitting that thought. And who cared about it anyway? The days were useless!

By the looks of things, Albel was the first one to arrive. Not that he cared. After stripping himself of his clothing he stepped inside the shower area and picked a stall by random. It took some fiddling with the knobs before the water temperature was good enough, but he eventually let the water wash over his body.

[Free!]

[identity profile] human-sponge.livejournal.com 2008-08-11 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
So maybe Tyki had just been born into that sort of situation, and maybe it wasn't something a person could pull themselves out of so easily where he came from. Peter wasn't about to judge, in any case.

At one point he might have been able to agree about life being boring, but the way it had changed for him in the past months had more than made up for the time he had spent studying to be a nurse and then taking care of others. Not that there was anything wrong with all of that, but he couldn't deny that he had always been looking for something more.

"Creative?" he asked, not sure what the other man meant. As he waited for an answer, he dunked his head under the water to wash the shampoo out.

[identity profile] tyki-pon.livejournal.com 2008-08-11 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, creative." Tyki answered, smirking before he began his explanation. "If you can't go to the store and get food, you're gonna look for different ways to get it."

And no, he wasn't just implying he was stealing. Stealing was only one of the many ways a man could get money (or food). Cheating with poker was one of his personal favorites.

[identity profile] human-sponge.livejournal.com 2008-08-12 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Peter figured he could understand that. If someone was going to die otherwise, then what choice did they have? He was glad that Tyki had managed for this long, at least. It wasn't like Claude, who had taken from people just because he knew he could get away with it.

"So, do you think you're better off stuck in here?" he asked. It was hardly the same as a homeless shelter or anything like that, but he didn't think anyone could deny that the food was good, and they could have as much of it as they wanted. If Tyki just stayed in his room at night, was it really all that bad?

Then again, Tyki had probably left friends back home. That was always what drew people back - they had lives they needed to live. And in Peter's case, people he needed to save.

[identity profile] tyki-pon.livejournal.com 2008-08-12 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah. The food's good, but this place sucks anyway with the rabid animals and those fake nurses runnin' around here." Tyki answered. "And there are a few people that need me back home. I really can't afford to lazy around here, ya know."

And he wasn't just referring to the other Noah, who were practically the family he never had, and the list of people he needed to delete, but he was also talking about his friends. Especially Ease. He had promised the kid he'd be back soon. So yeah, he had something to return to when he got out of here.

And there was one massive scolding by a certain fat man waiting to welcome him home. But that on itself wasn't all that different; he was ironically used to it.

And honestly? A few walls had never stopped him, even with his powers gone. But he figured he needed his Tease back first, and take Rhode with him. But until then he was stuck here.

"That, and they won't let me smoke here."

[identity profile] human-sponge.livejournal.com 2008-08-13 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
In the end, it seemed like everyone had the same reasons for needing to get out of this place, so that was one thing that connected them all. Though Peter got the feeling that there had to be at least a few around who found this place preferable to wherever they had come from.

That certainly wasn't the case for him, even if he had to worry about the Company back home.

So Tyki was a smoker? Peter wondered how he got his hands on cigarettes when he had a hard enough time finding food, but he wasn't about to ask. Realizing that the shift was ending (was the intercom announcement coming on? It was hard to hear with all the showers going), Peter reached forward and turned off the water.

"Well, hopefully we'll find a way out of here soon," he finished, even though he didn't think that was too likely. "I'll see you around," he added, and he actually meant that, adding a small smile to prove his point. With that taken care of, he moved away to go dry off and meet a nurse.