Day 40: Lunch

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"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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[emotionl4arobot.livejournal.com]

"I see," Brainiac 5 said slowly. Surprisingly, the information Leon provided might actually be useful for his investigations, as well as serving as an intellectual distraction from his injuries. "Did this give you any other abilities or differences as well?"

Recalling the earlier comment about 'magic', he reluctantly added, "like your... magical abilities. Are they related to your genetic differences? And do they still function here?"

[heraldric.livejournal.com]

The boy shrugged. "There doesn't seem to be too much of a connection." It wasn't as if the matter hadn't been studied thoroughly, after all. "The ability to use spells, we call it the Blessing of Mana, is something someone is either born with or isn't. Who it appears in, however, varies equally." There were other methods of harnessing heraldry, but they weren't widely practiced.

"And my abilities do work here, but only just. I can manage a couple spells a night if I'm lucky. I'm working on putting them toward a better use by joining the alchemists in their crafting endeavors."