http://damned-intercom.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-03-02 04:24 am

Day 39: Intercom, Evening

The Head Doctor seemed a little rushed as he spoke on the intercom, not taking as much pleasure as he usually did in describing the delicious food that would soon be served.

"Hello, everyone! Tonight is turkey night, which means turkey breast in a great turkey gravy with some nice turkey sides: peas, herb potatoes, a small garden salad, and for dessert, a slice of pumpkin pie. We of course have vegetarian substitutes available, as well as our usual assortment of drinks.

"...I believe that's it! I'll talk to you soon!"

The intercom clicked off abruptly.

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Re: F2

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
Oh dear.... Whatever she'd been working on apparently hadn't worked out the way Sheena had been hoping. Elena had winced slightly, but relaxed quickly after the reassurance that she hadn't had something to do with it.

"Ew, it sure looks that way. I had that happen on some paperwork that I'd just spent an hour filling all in, and Reno thought it was funny that I had to start out all over from scratch. At least Rude brought over a towel and offered to help me on the missing parts. And ink's almost harder to get out than blood sometimes..."

Oh wait. She hadn't really just said that, had she? Oh great. Now her roommate was probably going to think she was a psychopath or something.

"Er, I mean. At least it felt that way at the time."

Re: F2

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Blood is harder to get out than ink," Sheena replied, pulling another piece of paper out. "Stupid pens."

Then something Elena said dawned on her.

"Hey... you know Rude?"

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
Elena blinked in confusion for a moment before nodding. "Yes, of course... He's been my partner at work for over a year now before we got stuck here."

She supposed it wasn't impossible for her to know who he was. After all, he'd been leaving lots of questions and notes on the bulletin board.

"I assume we're talking about the same Rude? Tall, dark, quiet, strong attachment to his sunglasses?"

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
"And plays the piano really well," Sheena replied with a soft smile. "That would be him."

She finished up the one card and waved it lightly in the air to dry. "So you're one of those Turks then?"

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Really? I'll have to ask him about that tonight."

Definitely the same Rude. Not that she really thought that many people were named Rude, of course. But you never knew.

She decided to start working on her pumpkin pie, enjoying the sweet taste.

"Actually yeah... You've heard of us?"

Hopefully Sheena didn't know the details of what she did on a daily basis.

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
The ninja nodded. "He tried to teach me how to play. I'm... not really good at it." She chuckled, her cheeks coloring a little. "I was a little out of it, too. I broke an asshole's hand today and the nurses sedated me."

Speaking of that asshole, Sheena took the note Spider had written, the one she'd kicked him over, and smoothed it out on the desk. "Oh, I don't know much. I haven't really asked Wutai... I mean Yuffie... much about you all. I gather that she's not terribly fond of your friends."

She honestly hadn't heard anything about Elena being a Turk until now, so as far as she knew Yuffie might not have any issues with the blonde.

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
Elena smiled a little too, the conversation actually putting her at ease a bit. "I'm sure he deserved it. I've never been sedated here before, but it doesn't look all that fun."

She shifted her pillows a little, struggling to get comfortable. "You know Ninja Gir- er, Yuffie too?" Nodding slightly, she thought back to their previous encounters, trying not to think about what had led her to getting hurt in the first place. Perhaps it was time to talk to her soon.

"They've been Turks for a lot longer than I have, and our groups kind of clashed a little back at home. I don't blame her for not liking them... but they're the only family I've got now, really."

As much as you could call it that. She also knew she was being a little vague, but it was on purpose for once.

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Damn right he did. Asshole's name is Spider Jerusalem. He's fixated on finding out the identity of my... my..." What the hell was Yukari to her anyways? Stalker, pain-in-the-ass... Would she actually call her a friend? No, probably not... yet. She had to stop herself from saying my youkai. Great, Sheena, just great.

"...someone kinda, vaguely, possibly, maybe important yet really irritating and... kinda okay to be around." A pause. "You know, if I'm bored. Or something."

Sheena sighed and set the offending pen down, examining her ink-stained fingers. "And, yeah, Yuffie's my friend. We're sorta rivals too, being ninja and all. But she's fun."

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2009-03-04 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
Elena kind of wondered if the person she was talking about was actually closer than she was willing to let on. But maybe she hadn't realized it yet. She resisted smiling at the explanation, instead settling back more into her bedding. Her wounds were starting to hurt. "Mmn, this sucks."

"I think Yuffie's good at making people her enemies. But she's a good person overall, I think."

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-04 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I think so too. Not many can handle a ninja's ego," Sheena replied.

Despite what she'd decided earlier about Elena and the woman's wounds, Sheena couldn't help the look of concern. "Hey, you need anything of whatnot since I'm here and all..."

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2009-03-05 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh.... Thanks, but I'll be fine. It's kinda my own fault anyways, y'know? I'm just not going to do anything big tonight, is all."

Elena did appreciate the gesture of concern, though, if that's what it was.

"Rude said they might go raid the doctor's offices and try to find some booze. It'd be kind of nice for a change..."

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-06 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Why am I not surprised?" Rude seemed like the kind of guy that would need a drink after a few nights here.

"So... what's his eyes look like? I wanted to see, but he wouldn't let me." It was kinda weird, really.

[identity profile] brightlyshine.livejournal.com 2009-03-08 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"He's kind of weird about that, yeah..."

Before Elena could continue, a nurse came back into the room. Without explanation, she was "helped" to stand up out of bed, and started to be lead towards the door.

"Wait, what's going on?"

"You'll be coming with me for a while, for your treatment."

Elena blinked in confusion. "But they already changed my bandages... wait..!"

She glanced back to Sheena with a slightly panicked look, but she was out the door and it quickly closed behind her before she could protest. Nothing was remembered after that.