Day 39: Sun Room

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

That really hadn't been the breakfast she'd been expecting, but Yuffie couldn't bring herself to complain. The kid made for good company, and was, if nothing else, pretty entertaining. She could've just done without the whole choking thing. That… That had been embarrassing. A bit. Okay, a lot. Yuffie was starting to get a feeling that this day was -- for once-- actually going to ping on her ‘interesting!’ meter.

Whether or not that was a good thing, she didn’t know.

By the time she’d reached the Sun Room's bulletin board, a kitten on her shoulder and a pen twirling between her fingers, Yuffie was starting to put her finger on why she had that weird, nagging feeling. Though on second thought, it was less like putting her finger on it and more like it had jumped up and punched her right in the nose; the feeling wasn’t just about waffles, magicians, or tricky candy thieves. Sagara hadn't answered her bulletin post; he hadn't answered any bulletin posts. She hadn't seen that stupid, spiky head of his all morning. It was like radio silence without a radio.

Agai-- No, Yuffie cut herself off sharply, frowning. She was just jumping to conclusions. It wouldn't be the first time, right? Right! And yet… instincts were instincts for a reason, and in a dump like this, who knew what could happen?

[for Okita?]

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[tony-castaway.livejournal.com]

"I am trying. This place seems too dangerous sometimes. I can't help wondering why that Head Doctor guy wants us all here." He hadn't heard much speculation about it, but he hadn't been here long either. He didn't read the bulletin board nearly enough, Tony supposed.

"Do you have any plans?"

[forgot-my-life.livejournal.com]

Shrugging again, Takaya looked around the room. "Who the hell knows," he said. "We could be in some sick game show or something." There was no reason to think this was all some kind of insane plot... It probably was, but there wasn't enough information.

He turned to look at Tony for a moment, as though surprised he'd asked about his plans, then shook his head. "No. I've been working with my roommate mostly," he said. "Make it up as we go; fuck it up as we go." He frowned, turning back to the kitten as he thought.

"We were supposed to try to get off the grounds last night." But he didn't know if they actually did or not.

[tony-castaway.livejournal.com]

"Well, if we had an idea why we might be able to find the way out," Tony pointed out. Maybe. Tony waved when he noticed Takaya looking at him so intently. "What? I'm curious is all. Do you think you're going to try again tonight?"

[forgot-my-life.livejournal.com]

Takaya shrugged again. "I don't know. Haven't talked to him yet to see what he wants to do." His fingers stopped moved over the tiny animal and the kitten batted at his hand until he resumed stroking it's fur. The soft purring made him smile slightly again.

"Maybe we'll get farther this time, since we know where we're going." He hadn't really noticed that as he calmed down (thanks to the small animal), his language improved. If it was pointed out though, he'd probably let loose a string of curses, just to prove a point...

[tony-castaway.livejournal.com]

"If you do, I want to hear about it. I'm going to be at the Clinic again tonight, unless they tell me to get lost." Tony wasn't about to point it out. He was relieved. "It's because people like you are looking into things like that that I feel better doing something safer."

[OOC: go on? yes/no/indifferent]