Day 35: Bus 2

Wally woke as the intercom crackled to life and was surprised to find himself back in his room. The last thing he'd remembered was feeling relieved at finally beating off those dragonfly-lizard things. There'd been that weird intercom message, then... he wasn't quite sure what had happened after that, but he was certain it hadn't involved falling asleep. He'd be half-wondering if he'd dreamed the whole thing if it hadn't been for the nagging ache on his back and ankle from where he'd been bitten. A quick check revealed they'd been bandaged, apparently while he'd slept. He wondered if he had Kal to thank for that. Maybe he'd get the chance to ask later.

He jumped as the door swung open to admit the familiar face of the nurse who'd woken him yesterday. "Up already, are we?" she said cheerfully as she busied herself pulling out clothes. A blue shirt and a pair of jeans were passed to him. Wally blinked, he hadn't been here long, but he'd gotten the impression that the grey-and-smiley-face combo was standard.

"Does this mean I'm being released?" he asked, hope creeping into his voice.

The nurse turned back to him, pity etched on her features. "I'm afraid not, dear." She smiled brightly as she continued, "but today's when all the patients get a special field trip into town! Won't that be a treat!"

Wally stared at the clothes, his mind working away. He'd been trying to get into town and to a phone last night before he'd been attacked. But if they were going in today, this might be the perfect chance for him to contact the Justice League. He smiled warmly and thanked the nurse as she left to allow him to change, then happily allowed himself to be led to one of the buses, picking a seat about halfway down and sliding in to look out the window. It seemed like today was going to be brighter than yesterday, at least in the area of possible phone calls and rescues. About the only dark patch he could see was that the contents of his paper-bag breakfast were going to be nowhere near enough to fill the yawning pit that had taken the place of his stomach, and even that was tolerable when he was positive he wasn't going to be here much longer.

"And you say that time goes rushing by, but it seems so slow to me, and you see a blur around you fly, but it takes too long, it seems so slow to me..." he sung absently.

[Oh Captain, my Captain~]
winged_moon: (yukito serious)

[personal profile] winged_moon 2008-09-06 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think so - but I didn't have much time to see what was going on before it was morning again." And Yukito had been rather stunned from his impact with the floor, so hadn't really had a chance to look around himself. Had Yue changed back in mid-air or something?

But still, that reminded him of the last time something like that had happened, and he gave a self-conscious little laugh. "I wasn't hurt, though, don't worry. Not like the last time, when you helped me." Yukito tilted his head to one side slightly, looking a little bit more serious for a moment. "Thank you again for that, by the way. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't been there."

[identity profile] demon-beast.livejournal.com 2008-09-07 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"That's annoying, yes," Argilla said sourly. They hadn't managed to get anything to eat last night after all but had still expended energy getting nowhere. At least they hadn't fought for nothing. She couldn't help but eye a passing nurse hungrily. Maybe if they changed again tonight she could eat one of them.

She smiled at him when he said he wasn't hurt though. "I'm glad. It wasn't as powerful as it should have been," she explained. "But I'm glad I could help."
winged_moon: (yukito)

[personal profile] winged_moon 2008-09-07 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Yukito laughed and shook his head. "Argilla-san, being able to do anything like that is amazing to me. And I'm already all better anyway." Maybe it was just a delayed effect of whatever healing magic she'd used two nights before?

He noticed the look she gave the passing nurse and blinked once, then offered the granola bar he hadn't eaten yet. "You sure you don't want any of this?"

[identity profile] demon-beast.livejournal.com 2008-09-07 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not really anything that special where I'm from," she said with a shrug. "If you have the money, then you can buy the mantra for the spell." Assuming you were infected with the demon virus at least.

She shook her head when he offered her the food. "I'm sure. It doesn't do anything for me in terms of nutrition." It would just make her more hungry for real food.
winged_moon: (yukito serious)

[personal profile] winged_moon 2008-09-07 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Yukito glanced up in surprise as the bus slowed to a halt. "Already there? That didn't take long at all." His smile faltered just a little as he looked through the window at the town outside, though. While he knew that he wasn't at home, seeing this utterly unfamiliar town which looked absolutely nothing like Tomoeda just made the realization all that much sharper.

But still, he forced himself to remain positive - he was certain he'd find a way home, or Yue would. They both had very good reasons to do so. "So what is there to do here, Argilla-san?"

[identity profile] demon-beast.livejournal.com 2008-09-08 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think it's too far away, just too far to walk comfortably for most people." But it hadn't seemed to take very long at all, admittedly. She was a little surprised. At least they were there now and she could take another look around for a while.

"They gave us a book of tickets last week. Things to get free meals." She smiled brightly at him. "Do you want to go and get some food? They had a thing for a... a burger place."
winged_moon: (yukito)

[personal profile] winged_moon 2008-09-08 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm always happy to get food," Yukito replied, holding up the bag containing the remains of both their breakfasts as he gave a self-conscious laugh. "Though I've been even hungrier than usual, lately. I'm not sure why."

He waited for a moment until the aisle was clear, then rose and headed toward the exit with her. It might not be home, but he could still make the best of a bad situation, right? And at least he could be outside and not cooped up inside of the imitation hospital.

[wandering out to here]