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damned_institute2009-02-26 01:27 pm
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Entry tags:
- aidou,
- akihiko,
- albedo,
- allelujah,
- allen,
- ayumu,
- badou,
- beatrix,
- callisto,
- chise,
- claus,
- dean winchester,
- haku,
- harley,
- harry osborn,
- haruno sakura,
- heiji,
- hinamori momo,
- homura,
- honey,
- indiana jones,
- irene,
- junpei,
- juri,
- keman,
- kenshin,
- kurogane,
- leon (so2),
- luxord,
- meche,
- naruto,
- peter parker,
- peter petrelli,
- rangiku,
- reid,
- renamon,
- roland,
- ryuk,
- s.t.,
- saber,
- sakura,
- scar (tlk),
- sokka,
- suzaku,
- touya,
- yahiko,
- yohji,
- yue
Day 39: Sun Room [Fourth Shift]
Yue was all too pleased to leave the cafeteria by the time lunch was over, even if he still wasn't satisfied that Fai was properly taking care of himself. It was clear that Touya hadn't accepted the answers he'd been given and intended to find out just what the guardian wasn't telling him, and being watched so closely was beginning to get uncomfortable.
It was clear that the truth would have to come out at some point, especially if they were going to be spending any amount of time together. Avoiding him was entirely out of the question, but at the same time Yue stubbornly refused to consider the idea of just outright telling him about what had happened in the last week. It was a dilemma indeed, and only served to make him even more irritable than ever.
How could he admit any of it? That he was weak and crippled, betrayed and altered by his creator? That he'd almost broken the promise he'd given in exchange for Touya's power? The latter he couldn't help but be reminded of every time he saw this Touya, who had only just gone through it, and would remember it even more clearly.
Fortunately Yukito was staying silent for the moment, although he could feel his other self's disappointment at being unable to speak to Touya so far, and it didn't make him feel any better.
In the midst of all this Yue was rather dismayed to realize that the nurse wanted to lead him to the music room, of all places: that was the room where he'd met the Sakura-who-wasn't-his-Sakura the week before, and needed neither the reminder nor the inevitable noise in that room. He abruptly halted in his tracks and refused to continue on. The nurse seemed initially disappointed, but finally agreed to let him stay in the Sun Room instead; the guardian found a corner in which to stand, arms folded across his chest and lost in his ownbrooding thoughts.
[for Sokka]
It was clear that the truth would have to come out at some point, especially if they were going to be spending any amount of time together. Avoiding him was entirely out of the question, but at the same time Yue stubbornly refused to consider the idea of just outright telling him about what had happened in the last week. It was a dilemma indeed, and only served to make him even more irritable than ever.
How could he admit any of it? That he was weak and crippled, betrayed and altered by his creator? That he'd almost broken the promise he'd given in exchange for Touya's power? The latter he couldn't help but be reminded of every time he saw this Touya, who had only just gone through it, and would remember it even more clearly.
Fortunately Yukito was staying silent for the moment, although he could feel his other self's disappointment at being unable to speak to Touya so far, and it didn't make him feel any better.
In the midst of all this Yue was rather dismayed to realize that the nurse wanted to lead him to the music room, of all places: that was the room where he'd met the Sakura-who-wasn't-his-Sakura the week before, and needed neither the reminder nor the inevitable noise in that room. He abruptly halted in his tracks and refused to continue on. The nurse seemed initially disappointed, but finally agreed to let him stay in the Sun Room instead; the guardian found a corner in which to stand, arms folded across his chest and lost in his own
[for Sokka]
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He laughed softly at the comment about braiding, leaning against Badou accidently. "You braid your hair?"
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Oh hey, invasion of personal space. Badou spent a brief moment debating with himself about the effort it would take to push him away again vs the effort it took to support him. Ehhhh. Whatever.
"Hey, shut up. I don't. Too much effort and it looks stupid when you pull it open."
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"Dunno. Never done anything with hair."
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"...Wait, your hair naturally grows in that emo kid style?"
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He patted his hair protectively, running his fingers through it to cover his yellow eye again. "Emo kid? It's just always been like this." It was convenient.
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Drugs didn't really bring a lot of intelligence to a conversation. Yes, little craze Alle, there are bad people in the world. Remember to protect your virgin emo kid ass when you venture into the
woodslair of the beastdoctor's offices~! Wooo.Badou found enough drive in him to reach over and pull the rest of Alle's hair free from behind his ear. He'd seen it on one side, then the other, he was almost certain..so there should be enough to cover his whole face. For the
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He peered at Badou when the other man touched his hair, pulling it out and into his face so that he was left blinking at him through his fringe. That was bad. He shook his head, pushing it all back behind his ears, apparently forgetting about covering his eye.
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"Hey Alle, is there a reason your eyes are different colours?" He was reasonably certain the other man was too drugged to break his neck for asking that question. He had a healthy sense of self-preservation, and since it was more curiosity than anything it hadn't been important enough to risk before.
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Being the nice guy that he was, he didn't even try to help with the hair. "You look fine to me. I mean, you're crazy and all, but all your crazy is in one piece."
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"Don't argue because you are," he added quietly, talking to someone other than Badou.
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"I second that opinion," Badou added helpfully. "Next time you're arguing with yourself over who's crazier, you have my support."
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