damned_institute | Day 40: Recreational Field

Kio's breakfast ended on a much happier note than it had started. However, for once the announcement truly surprised him. He blinked as his nurse came to pick him up. Recreational Field? But.. but if they had a greenhouse, he wanted to go there. The prospect of gardening was a truly liberating one, an island of joy in this hellhole. He thought about going to the Sun Room and lying down, but it occurred to him that he hadn't had proper fresh air since being here. With a cheery goodbye wave to Honey, he followed his torturer outside.

It was much better than he had expected. The sun wasn't too hot (what time of the year were they in, anyway?), so he walked slowly along the walls, fascinated by the size of the field. He wondered if Sou-chan was alright. He hadn't even checked the board. Well, if Soubi wanted to apologize, Kio would be willing to listen. The place was so crisp and clean. He had to think if anyone had ever gone over the walls. What was out there? Freedom? Or a different sort of monster?

Leaning against one of the walls, Kio took as much advantage of the sun as he could. He desperately wanted a lollipop. One was quietly nestled in his pocket, but he would need to wait until the nurses were busy with other patients before he tried anything. Soubi had gone to some trouble to get them, the least he could do was make sure they didn't get confiscated. So with bated breath, Kio waited for a shift in the mood. He was, for once, content. Not happy, but not going crazy either.

[Sou-chan! Team Loveless deploy!]

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If Van put his arms up, then Teisel would just hit his arms. It didn't matter to him, as long as he was hitting something.

The sight of blood was more exciting than it might have been under normal circumstances. But this fight had ceased to be a matter of personal honor a while ago; now Teisel was simply out to cause as much damage as he could before someone pulled them apart. "Ha!" he crowed, savoring the small triumph for a moment before setting into Van with renewed vigor.

"Pompous, self-satisfied, cowardly son of a bitch!" He punctuated each word with a heavy swing, leaning his weight into it as much as he could while keeping his balance. "Fifteen islands' worth of people like you never could beat me, now could they?" Naturally, Van wouldn't know a thing about Teisel's exploits, but the pirate's mind had drifted slightly elsewhere.

At least he defend himself in some way, much better for his arms to be hit than to be struck into another daze. It at least gave him some time to think, even if he couldn't think as clearly with Teisel shouting profanities at him and attacking him with seemingly all his strength. Van couldn't wait for any of the faculty to decide to come to his aid, he'd have to rely on himself.

Still shielding himself with his arms, he brought both legs up to try and kick Teisel off, or at least daze him enough that Van could roll out from under him. If he could just move out of the position, he'd might stand a chance again.

Although Van's kicks were landing relatively harmlessly on Teisel's legs, he was spooked enough by the prospect of getting kneed again that he instinctively flinched back. He'd had Van solidly pinned before, but the shift would be enough to let the man wriggle free if he were quick.

Sensing that he was losing his advantage, Teisel hit harder, trying to force his way past Van's frantic blocking to get at the man's face again.

Once the opportunity presented itself, Van didn't waste a moment to scramble out from under Teisel. He no longer cared if he had to crawl if it would just get him long enough for him to get his footing again.

But the action left him open to be struck again, and Van took another hard hit to the face, hard enough to daze him for just a moment.

Damn it, he was getting away! "Don't you run off again!" While Van was still reeling, Teisel lunged for him again. He had no idea where to go from here, and he honestly didn't much care.

Teeth bared in an angry snarl, he grabbed for whatever he could reach. He was just getting warmed up.

Somehow, Van was able to get back to his feet again. However, it was a short lived victory as before he had even had the chance to stand, Teisel grabbed hold of his leg.

Van fell hard on the ground. Again. Looking back down at Teisel, he growled out, "I have no intention of running." Then with all the strength he could muster, he kicked at Teisel with his free leg, hoping to connect with the other man's face.

[ooc: aaaand, this will be the last comment before I disappear off into 'real life'; if we still need to figure out how it ends when I get back, PM me? I might be able to respond to that, but it could end up waiting until I come back. :x]

Thack!

Teisel's head snapped back and he saw stars. Son of a bitch, that hurt! Reflexively bringing a hand up to his face, he pulled it away and stared at the blood covering it, brow furrowed in confusion. Eyes watering so badly Van was a hazy blur in front of him (watering--he was certainly not crying, hell no), Teisel glared.

"Du brog by fuggig dose, du fugger!" That just about tore it. With an animal yell, Teisel threw himself at the commander. The cheating bastard was going to look like hamburger when he was finished!

"Hold it right there!"

The nurse's voice was like iron as she marched over to where the two men were making a spectacle of themselves. Honestly, she couldn't help but think, the fresh air is supposed to make them relax!

But if the outdoors weren't enough, then she certainly had something that would do the trick. She hadn't forgotten the riot from ten days ago, and she'd be damned if something like that happened under her watch.

As the two orderlies who'd accompanied her moved to pull the men apart and restrain them, she made quick work out of preparing two syringes of sedatives.

[Jansen]

[thank you!]

Van allowed himself to pulled away from Teisel, simply glad to have a reason for the fight to end without him looking like a coward. However, whatever small relief he felt soon ended once he saw the syringe. Though he knew better than to attempt to fight it, Van still had to will himself to keep still as the injection was made.

Thankfully, it didn't take long before the effects of the sedatives took hold, making it difficult to continue caring about the situation.

Already unhappy at being pulled off Van, Teisel doubled his efforts to get free of the orderly when he caught sight of the syringes.

"Back off!" No way in hell was anyone coming near him with one of those again!

Day 40: Recreational Field

oh, teisel, this won't end well...

this likely would not end well. >>

Re: this likely would not end well. >>

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You made me bleed my own blood!

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