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damned_institute2009-02-26 01:27 pm
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- 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 didn't think schools would allow the students to practice fencing, though maybe some of the more exclusive private schools would. Juri had to be from a similar background to him then, even if he'd never heard of the academy she mentioned.
"You got that right," he said wryly at her assessment of the institute. "How are you finding it here?" A high school student, even one who could fence, hardly seemed capable of handling herself here. Peter might be equally young, but he was a special case. Unless there was more to this girl than there appeared to be, which he doubted, she must be having trouble coping. It could be why she'd came over to him, after seeing how badly he'd been injured. He was still alive in spite of it all.
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[OOC: backthread or no? I know they started late, but it's up to you. Because of being sick and slow, I've been dreadfully behind all day.]
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"But, honestly? It's not the weirdest thing I've heard so far. I've never even heard of your school so if there is something going on there it's not the only thing. You're new, right?" Juri sounded like she might have just arrived. He should try and make sure she'd be OK tonight, even if he might not be the best person for that. He'd mostly just gone along with others plans so far and hadn't achieved anything except to lose his best friend. But that didn't mean he couldn't warn Juri of the danger here. It would be hard to deny it existed when he was this much of a mess.
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"She pointed out that I could learn a little from the bulletin board in here."