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Day 40: Lunch
*hobble wobble*
"Damn that SCOURGE!" Starscream cried out, the slowly-filling cafeteria producing a jarring echo of his raspy voice. His limping, already bad enough from not knowing how to properly use his crutches, was now exacerbated from the injuries he'd received the shift prior. Despite the gauges in his non-casted leg so lovingly provided by the aforementioned 'patient', Starscream could still put some weight on it, but not so much that he could really stop and rest; relieving the soreness under his arms was out of the question. The nurse that walked behind him with his tray, already upset at having to deal with yet another troublesome inmate, was growing rather impatient as his charge slowly made his way down the food line.
"Just...give me a standard serving of the aquatic creature's flesh, some of those fried potato slices, two bananas, and three bottles of juice," Starscream sighed, his anger from just a moment ago assuaged by the physical exertion needed to move the way he did. "I'm going to sit down here...bring it to me when you're done."
He was hardly surprised to find that one of the bananas was completely bruised along its inner curve, or that the handful of 'chips' on his plate were all on the small side. Tired and frustrated as he was, however, he could barely muster a 'damned flesh-creature' before moving his fingers to the plate, picking one of the longer 'chips' and shoving it into his mouth listlessly.
There was an unusually high concentration of sodium chloride crystals on it. Of COURSE.
[For Tony Stark]
"Damn that SCOURGE!" Starscream cried out, the slowly-filling cafeteria producing a jarring echo of his raspy voice. His limping, already bad enough from not knowing how to properly use his crutches, was now exacerbated from the injuries he'd received the shift prior. Despite the gauges in his non-casted leg so lovingly provided by the aforementioned 'patient', Starscream could still put some weight on it, but not so much that he could really stop and rest; relieving the soreness under his arms was out of the question. The nurse that walked behind him with his tray, already upset at having to deal with yet another troublesome inmate, was growing rather impatient as his charge slowly made his way down the food line.
"Just...give me a standard serving of the aquatic creature's flesh, some of those fried potato slices, two bananas, and three bottles of juice," Starscream sighed, his anger from just a moment ago assuaged by the physical exertion needed to move the way he did. "I'm going to sit down here...bring it to me when you're done."
He was hardly surprised to find that one of the bananas was completely bruised along its inner curve, or that the handful of 'chips' on his plate were all on the small side. Tired and frustrated as he was, however, he could barely muster a 'damned flesh-creature' before moving his fingers to the plate, picking one of the longer 'chips' and shoving it into his mouth listlessly.
There was an unusually high concentration of sodium chloride crystals on it. Of COURSE.
[For Tony Stark]
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"Thank you, Mr. Genius," Touya grumbled. "I've been sleeping through multiple shifts since I got here two days ago." Really, they'd just met and he was calling Touya things like 'hot shot'? How annoying...
"Not really, no. Maybe sleeping some more," Touya said, deflecting the question with a small shrug.
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"You can relax, kid. I haven't done terrible, horrible things to Yukito, and I don't plan to either. So take a deep breath 'fore you pop a vein or something." Even without Touya admitting it, Ken would rather make a (clumsy) attempt at defusing the situation, lest there be tension--he didn't want to make Yukito deal with that on top of everything else.
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"Honestly, if you'd done something terrible or horrible to him, I wouldn't be sitting here like a lump--I'd be beating the tar out of you two days in the past," he said, picking himself up off the table and looking directly at Ken. For what it was worth, he really did look like he hadn't slept in days.
"And I'm not going to pop a vein. I'm just tired, that's all."
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"You two are pretty good at soccer, by the way. Practice a lot?"
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He shifted to give Ken a side-long glance, wondering where this was going. Friendly conversation, he supposed.
"Yeah. We're on the team at school. We tend to work as a team a lot, so we got pretty good a recognizing what the other was going to do before he did it."
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Ken nodded at Touya's explanation, taking a drink of his water as he did so. "That's what happens on a good team," he said, a small smile on his face. Whether it was a soccer team or...well, otherwise. Ken had experienced both.
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for reasons that were totally unrelated to his being Yuki's roommate, Touya didn't see any reason to be rude."Our team isn't amazingly good, but we have fun. That's the point, after all," Touya said, covering a yawn. Man he needed some coffee. "You're better, though. Not sure how Yuki and I pulled that one off."
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Touya didn't need to know that he hadn't been playing his best, either.
"But you're right, it's all about having fun. It's just better if you happen to be good."
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Why did it sound like Ken was lording that over him? Sure, Touya had noticed that Ken was good, but did he have to just 'mention' that he used to be a pro player? It really annoyed him to no end. If he'd just been better than Touya, it would have been okay--but a pro player? He was being humored, and he hated it.
"Well I hope I was 'good' enough, then," Touya said, crossing his arms and sitting back.
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"Anyway, that was years ago. I'm nothing special anymore." Ken sat back himself, taking a drink of his water. It was another lifetime, almost. There was a huge difference between Hidaka Ken the J-League athlete and Hidaka Ken the assassin.
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Oops.
"Of course if he wants to play with his other friends, he should," he amended, tilting his glass on its side with a finger. Things weren't going so well here, were they? If he were here now, Yuki would give him that disapproving look and say his name in that tone--implying that Touya was being too harsh or stubborn.
But he wasn't here now, was he?
"You handle yourself too well for 'nothing special'," Touya pointed out. He looked at Ken from the corner of his eye. "Why'd you give it up?"
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The younger's question made Ken consider. It was a long story, one he didn't ever really like talking about, if he could help it. It lead to far too much else, and even despite his resolution to not worry about hiding exactly who--or more specifically what--he was anymore...it was still something he didn't want to announce. "Things just happened that way."
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"Yeah, funny how things like that just... happen," he said, completely sincere. A few days ago, he was a normal guy with a normal best friend... who just happened to be a magical-archer-guardian who watched over his sister. If it had been anyone else but Touya, someone might complain or at least be a bit weirded out. But Touya took everything in stride--life and life and it came at you fast and hard. And if you didn't keep your head up, it would take the opportunity to smack you in the face.
"You don't look that old," Touya said off-hand. "You can't be more than five years older than I am."
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"Depends on what you consider 'old.' I'm 24." In his line of work, that was practically ancient.