Day 39: Sun Room

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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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If so many other things hadn't already happened today, he might've kept pressing Kurogane, telling him he needed to rest, not to push himself- He'd lost an arm for goodness sake! Yuuhi was worried about him, but time and again he'd found that mattered little to the ninja. It was evident though, loosely veiled in his eyes and his expression.

He just didn't understand it. The way Kurogane berated him time and again for not being safe, for getting himself injured, and yet seemed to refuse to have anything to do with him when it came to other things.

"Just a suggestion," he shrugged slightly.

[contentincloset.livejournal.com]

What Kurogane did later unfortunately depended on how much those nurses continued drugging him, so he very well could be forced to stay put tonight. That didn't mean he'd do so willingly or because the magician had suggested it.

He huffed and turned his head away again, trying to think. He really could be stuck in his room doing nothing when night came, and that thought bothered him. Not because he'd be alone or anything, but because he'd be doing nothing. That would drive him crazy, and he knew it!

"I... can watch someone," he said after a while and under some self-protest, "... if they'll stay put."

[not-rly-fai.livejournal.com]

It was surprising to hear that Kurogane would 'watch' someone. It meant he'd tolerate resting so long as he could call it something else. If that meant that someone had to play nurse or pretend to be babysat, at least it meant he'd stay in bed.

"I'm sure I can arrange something like that," he replied, already mentally going through the list of people.

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"If they're annoying... forget it," he added soon after, looking back at the other just a bit. The blurring was finally starting to go away now, but Kurogane still could not see Fai's expression at all. He'd better not be smiling or anything dimwitted.