Day 37: Sun Room (4th Shift)

[secret-orchard.livejournal.com]

There were still too many things on Armand's mind for him to truly relax. The morning with Alec had been a help. And seeing that TK was going to be well helped him know that it was time to work out something else, but what? He'd already, without success again, tried to reach one of the club leaders about his sole idea of something new and different. Maybe it was hopeless.

There was no way he was going to play with paper and glue like a small child, and he glared at the nurse as best he could until she gave up on the idea. There was a free chair in the Sun Room--in fact, there were many free chairs--where he settled down to see what the new patients looked like. Prisoners, not patients. He felt bad that he had to remind himself. Even if he was crazy, he wasn't going to give in to Dr. Landel's game, not today. He nibbled on an overgrown cuticle and kept an eye on the room. No dozing today.

[for Citan]

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[secret-orchard.livejournal.com]

"The second floor it is." Armand felt happy to have a plan, and it showed. Not just that he smiled--he did that even if he was unhappy--but he seemed relaxed. The awful shadow of making decisions had been lifted. "That is where my little kitchen knife came from, and the broom handle."

"I don't often see you during the day, Is everything well with you?"

[reanalyze.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm fine." Bored and restless, but otherwise fine. "Not much to report, I'm afraid. The days are really rather quiet around here." He'd spent his day in useless conversation and consoling distraught children. Hardly anything worth mentioning.

"And, well, you've heard how my night without you went." Also nothing to report. And he hadn't seen that woman around lately. A pity. She had been quite interesting.

[secret-orchard.livejournal.com]

"They are quiet, aren't they? For a real insane person, I imagine it's meant to be restful." But he knew Citan wasn't crazy, nor was he of ordinary intelligence. It must be awful. "I hope you are catching up with your naps then," he said, trying to make a joke. That's what Percy would do when he couldn't do anything useful. Nap.

"I am happy to hear you're still healthy. Sometimes people get sick, even when they're not hurt." He didn't know what else say, because he had secrets on his mind. He glanced back over at the message board, hoping to see Alec stop by. "So I suppose we can meet in our usual place and try not to delay too much this time."