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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[identity profile] no-chan-allowed.livejournal.com 2009-03-04 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Sano's sudden disappearance and Kenshin's explanation left Yahiko with a tight, hollow feeling, but he was determined not to let it affect his concentration or ability. There were lots of people here who needed his help, and letting this get between him and his drive to protect people would go against all of his beliefs and training, against everything he'd spent the last five years becoming. He was Myoujin Yahiko, practitioner and teacher of the Kamiya Kasshin-Ryu--the sword which protects.

When the nurse led him back to his room, Yahiko's expression was firm. There were a lot of things that he believed strongly in, but his primary guiding light was the fact that if he worked hard enough and never lost sight of his goal, he could get through any darkness and make the future a brighter place.

He sat at the foot of his bed and shoved his fork into the slice of pie as if proving a very important point.

[identity profile] stringless-doll.livejournal.com 2009-03-05 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
He was no longer expecting a familiar pair of golden eyes to greet him when he returned to his room. When Homura told him that Goku was happy and free somewhere in the lower world, Nataku had been more than pleased for him. He hadn't known what would become of Goku and his friends, but one of the worse outcomes would have been for the other boy to be forced into the role of war prince. He didn't want to think of Goku's bright fire being drowned in blood. There were worse outcomes than the reality.

And yet as the day wore on, even as he met new and adjusted to the strangeness of the institute, Nataku couldn't help but feel a little bit empty. It was to be expected, he supposed. That was the part of him that Goku had filled up.

Well, there was still time. Someday they'd find their way back to those places that Nataku held dear. It had been a promise. For now, he could only deal with what was in front of him.

...Too bad it happened to be the Nurse's big butt. That was probably not the best omen.

Someone was already there when the nurse let him inside. He'd expected the room to be empty, but he found himself peering curiously at another boy who looked about his age. He didn't seem to be getting along with his pie. "Hey. Looks like we're roommates."