http://damned-intercom.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-10-25 03:05 am

Day 36: Intercom, Evening

The intercom's jingle rang out and the somewhat uninhibited movement that was going on between the main activity rooms halted as the Head Doctor made one of his usual announcements.

"Good evening everyone, and I'm very pleased to see so many of you in such high spirits after meeting with your loved ones! However, like with all good things, it can't last forever, so I ask now for nurses to escort our patients in the waiting rooms and in the main areas back to their rooms, where they will be treated with a special Sunday... steak! That's right: today, we'll be serving juicy, delicious steak with fries and cooked vegetables on the side – simple enough for everyone to like and good enough for everyone to thoroughly enjoy! (Our patients with specialized diets will receive their alternate meals, of course.) Our usual beverages are available, and for dessert, we'll be serving warm slices of apple pie.

"After all, patients, t's always wonderful to see all of you cooperating with the staff even when given so much freedom, so I'd like to personally thank and congratulate all of you for helping us, your family, and more importantly, yourselves. Hopefully, we can help you to a speedy recovery so that you can see your loved ones more often, but first... dinner! I hope to speak with you all again soon."

The intercom clicked off.

[ All room threads go in response to this post; please post your character's room number as the subject line of the initial post. Thank you!

On an added note, just wanted to clarify to players of characters who are canonly vegetarians and the like that you get to decide (within reasonable and realistic limits) what kind of diet your character gets from the staff. :3 ]

Re: F2

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2008-10-25 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
She was more than a little upset. As if Tamaki hadn't already thrown her through a loop at brunch, and visiting with Tseng had made things ten times worse. When Elena was led back to the room, she quickly crawled onto the bed, sitting with her knees tucked against her chest, ignoring her food.

She was a Turk... she shouldn't be crying over something so trivial. But her eyes stung anyways.

Re: F2

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2008-10-25 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Sheena looked up and blinked.

"Hey... Nice to see you're finally awake. I was starting to get worried." She smiled. "I'm Sheena."

Re: F2

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2008-10-25 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, her roommate was talking. Sniffing a few times, she wiped at her eyes with her hand in an attempt to try and calm down, but Tseng had affected her more than she'd realized.

"Elena," she nodded slightly. "I'm sorry you have to see this. It's been a very long day."

Re: F2

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2008-10-25 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Her expression turned concerned, Sheena got up and walked over to Elena. She offered her a clean napkin.

"It's okay. I know we just met, but... if you want to talk, I'll listen." She shrugged. "Sometimes it's better to talk to someone who has no clue who or what you're referring to."

Re: F2

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2008-10-26 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
Could she explain it? To Reno and Rude, sure. But they'd been through everything together, and this was a girl that she had no clue about. And at that point, she wasn't even sure if she could get it into words.

She took the offered napkin with an embarrassed thanks, using it to dab at her face.

"I just had a visitor," she admitted at least. "My boss. He's... different now."

That's about the most she could manage to say out loud at the moment. "Have you been here long?"

Perhaps a distraction would work better.

Re: F2

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2008-10-26 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
Sheena didn't really expect Elena to talk, but she figured she'd at least offer.

"That sucks." Sheena went back to her desk and pulled her journal out.

"Only a few days. Oh, my friend who's been here longer says the people that come visit us aren't really real, but fakes made by this place." She shrugged. "Maybe try not to take whatever your boss said too personally."