http://misterprince.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] misterprince.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-09-04 07:31 am

Day 35: Bus 1

Sanji woke up groggily to find his nurse already in his room. He gave a sleepy and half-hearted "Buh?" before realizing that nurse meant dayshift, and he'd fallen asleep after dinner.

"Shit!" He sat up abruptly, which gave his nurse a start. "Nami-swan!" How had he allowed himself to sleep through an entire night? What if she'd tried to return to the basement? What if she'd been waiting for him to appear and protect her? He'd let her down!

"There, there. Calm down." His nurse set a familiar flannel shirt down on the bed and Sanji eyed it with confusion. The last time he'd worn that had been... "Sorry I didn't knock or anything, but I was so excited~!" A pair of jeans followed the shirt. "Today is the field trip into town! Aren't you looking forward to it?"

The chef had to admit, the town had been an interesting enough place the last time he'd been. If he could find Nami early on he might even be able to lead her around... So he didn't complain too much as he changed into the other outfit (which he really wished they'd let him keep - anything was better than the regular gray) and was led out to the first of the buses.

He took a seat near the front, hopefully easily visible to any of his crew - especially to a certain member of his crew.

[for Usopp!]

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[identity profile] forthewinry.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Oh god, she thought drearily, this guy is creepy. Not just creepy like Hohenheim watching her on the train, but... psychotic creepy. She'd seen very few grins like that in her life, and most of them were in places in Rush Valley that she was sure grandma would have disapproved her passing by at a late hour.

"I- isn't it, though? The weather is rather nice for a day out. The fall coolness is pleasant and all-" She tried to hide the fact that she was... quite uncomfortable, and ate her apple slices all too eagerly.

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[identity profile] jei.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
Farfarello grimaced and tossed the brown bag to his seatmate, completely digusted at the thought of eating that shit. Hopefully there'd be meal coupons again and he could get some real food soon after getting off the bus. "Here. You can have this rabbit shit, I don't want it."

Stretching, Farfarello judged that the stiffness in his shoulder had faded quite well. It was definitely still wounded, there was no way that deep bite mark had faded so quickly, but to what extent he couldn't be sure. Schuldig really needed to check that out for him tonight, since he hadn't last night. "The weather? Wouldn't know, temperature differences are mostly lost on me."