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damned_institute2007-01-22 12:13 pm
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Day 21 - Music Room
Lust was rather loathe to leave her lunchtime companion when the intercom chimed on. But there would be plenty of time to continue their conversation later, when night fell. Whatever pangs of guilt she still felt were ignored and crushed down - she had nothing to feel guilty for! These human emotions were beginning to get on her nerves. Again.
The Music Room seemed a good enough choice for where to spend the next few hours - the Sun Room was rather boring, all things considered - and Lust ignored her nurse as she was urged along to the rather tastefully decorated room. She had no care for musical instruments and had no idea what tape recorders or ceedee players were, but her nurse was more than happy to explain the small machines to her. And set one of them up for her. And recommend some music. Wasn't she just so very helpful?
Some sort of soothing instrumental piece filtered up into the earpeices and Lust's nurse finally wandered away with a smile. Fine. The homunculus took out her journal and a pen and began writing.
The Music Room seemed a good enough choice for where to spend the next few hours - the Sun Room was rather boring, all things considered - and Lust ignored her nurse as she was urged along to the rather tastefully decorated room. She had no care for musical instruments and had no idea what tape recorders or ceedee players were, but her nurse was more than happy to explain the small machines to her. And set one of them up for her. And recommend some music. Wasn't she just so very helpful?
Some sort of soothing instrumental piece filtered up into the earpeices and Lust's nurse finally wandered away with a smile. Fine. The homunculus took out her journal and a pen and began writing.