http://mazoku-king.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mazoku-king.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-12-02 11:07 am
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DAY 37: MEN'S SHOWERS (4th Shift)

There had been an awkward air left between him and Tyki after their conversation. Yuuri knew he wasn't the best at explaining much of anything, and for the tenth time he wondered why Murata wasn't here to answer the difficult questions for him. Everyone had been herded out of the cafeteria after that, and Yuuri had simply followed along in confusion as he headed towards the showers.

Yuuri still hadn't seen Wolfram yet and the young Maou was wondering if the blonde Mazoku was alright. Stretching his head up higher, Yuuri attempted to look over the heads of the other patients around him in an attempt to catch sight of Wolfram. Unfortunately, though, he was unsuccessful.

"Where are you, Wolfram?" He muttered to himself while stepping under the shower's spray. Maybe a shower would help clear his mind.

[Waiting for Wolfram]
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[identity profile] grosse-sklaven.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Adelheid Bernstein. ...and it's not so weird for me anymore. I've gotten used to it." He shrugged as he looked straight ahead, wondering what was going through the other boy's mind. It was obvious that he was preoccupied with something, but as for what that something was, he couldn't say. "And I can't say that we've spoken either... then again, there are a lot of people here. It'd be hard to meet everyone, don't-"

And then he stopped, wincing as he heard the most awful caterwauling he'd ever been subjected to in his life. Someone was either being strangled and ritually beaten to death with nettles, or someone was attempting a horrid rendition of a shower singing. Adelheid gritted his teeth at that, trying to block out the sound... to very, very limited success.

[identity profile] broken-exorcist.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Adelheid, that was German, wasn't it? Or maybe Dutch. Hard to say. He rinsed quickly, unable to keep from glancing over when the singing began. Allen winced at the sound as well, not at all surprised that Adelheid had broken off conversation because of it.

"U-um... if... if you'd like to continue our conversation," Allen tried his best to talk during lulls in the song, "I.. I'm almost finished, maybe we can go to another room?"

[identity profile] grosse-sklaven.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Mercifully, the singing seemed to have died down for the moment, and Adelheid nodded with undisguised eagerness. The most important thing was not that the singing had died down, but that it could start up again at any moment. And that... no, that was not something he wanted to go through again.

"I think that'd be the best idea," he affirmed with a nod, "though I'll be here for a little bit longer. You can go ahead if you want?" The problem was that Adelheid, unlike many of the boys in the room, was getting a bit stubbly- just like Father Dearest- and with the safety razors, it'd take a little while for him to get done with that. Aggravating, but he'd do what he had to.

[identity profile] broken-exorcist.livejournal.com 2008-12-05 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Allen was all for getting far far away from the awful singing, so he was glad that Adelheid agreed with him on that point. He hoped the other boy wouldn't have to sit through much more of that noise.

"Um, I'll go ahead then," he nodded, then shook the last of the suds from his hair. "If there's time when you finish, I think I'll be in the Sun Room for a bit until dinner. It was nice to meet you."

He gave a wave as he hurried toward the exit, grabbing a towel on his way. The nurses were getting a bit less insistent that he keep his arm wrapped, but he wasn't in any hurry, so he got dressed and wrapped up before they finally let him go into another room.

[heading to Sun Room, Adel is welcome to follow later]

[identity profile] grosse-sklaven.livejournal.com 2008-12-05 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"A pleasure to meet you as well," Adelheid answered with a smile, nodding as Allen headed away. It was always better to have such conversations out of the showers, wasn't it? Much better than trying to speak without making eye contact, and far and away less uncomfortable. Especially with the pronounced lack of singing.

As it was, Adelheid finished up his cleaning routine, even submitting to those blasted orderlies making sure that he didn't cut himself with those blunt razors. Made no sense, really... he was never going to spill his own blood if he could help it, let alone try to take his own life. But, that wasn't something that could be guaranteed for everyone, so he'd just deal with it. After making sure he was clean and clean-shaven, he dressed again and started heading to the sun room, wondering if Allen was waiting for him.

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