http://oftemptation.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] oftemptation.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-05-11 09:30 am

Day 41: Breakfast

Endrance turned his head to look at the intercom, giving it a look that would wither an entire rose garden in an instant. He would never get used to ending up in his room again from somewhere else in the Institute.

He brushed his bangs out of his eyes, not sitting up just yet. He could tell already that his torso had been heavily bandaged, even more so than it had been the night before. The cuts on his arms were covered with fresh bandages, and the one on his cheek seemed to no longer be there at all.

Endrance had been expecting to wake up in a lot of pain, but even that seemed numbed. "They must have given me something," he murmured quietly, as he slowly sat up.

At that moment, his nurse came to get him, pushing a wheelchair along with her. "Peyton, dear, good morning. I've come to take you to breakfast, so..." He shook his head. "I'm fine. There's no need for that...I can walk perfectly well."

She sighed. Well, if he insisted, she wasn't going to stop him. She motioned for an orderly to take the chair away, and walked him to the cafeteria. Once they had gotten there, she pointed him toward a seat, then set a full tray of pancakes covered with syrup, a bowl of fruit, and a glass of orange juice in front of him. "Now eat all of that, Peyton, or else you won't be strong enough to keep walking like that."

He glared at her back as she walked away, then stopped suddenly. There was that faint pulse he'd felt the night before...it was exactly the same.

And so he completely ignored his food in favor of staring at the cafeteria doors, looking at every patient that came in.

[thread will be closed to Haseo. ♥]

[identity profile] adorkabledragon.livejournal.com 2009-05-14 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Keman took a bite of his breakfast while he tried to decide how to answer Valyn. Logically, he was right--neither of them had very much magic and it was going to be used up anyway, so why not have Valyn use it in a way that Keman couldn't? But... "You're still a lot more powerful than I am, Valyn. Even as limited as we both are. The shield should be an absolute last resort."

The dragon ducked his head. What had he gotten himself into? Valyn's expression was just making his embarrassment worse, if that was possible. "Ah...the night he broke his conditioning. I was alone in the room with him when it happened...and he was so, er, relieved that he...kissed me. But then he started doing a lot more than just kissing..."

[identity profile] notmyfather.livejournal.com 2009-05-14 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shadow rarely stops at 'just' kissing," Valyn said dryly. "Maybe it's some sort of halfblood predilection, I don't know. Shana's done the same to me a few times." And was nearly as persistent and persuasive as Shadow was.

"He's easy enough to dissuade. Or...I at least hope he was." Valyn did idly wonder why no one had mentioned this little indecent to him beforehand. Had Shadow been worried about Valyn growing jealous or some other thing? Well, perhaps before he would have been, but now...

Shadow was a grown man, and could kiss whomever he wanted. Even if it happened to be Keman.

[identity profile] adorkabledragon.livejournal.com 2009-05-14 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sh-Shana walked in on us," Keman admitted, still not looking Valyn in the eye. "I...uh...tried to get him off me, but it really wasn't until Shana came that he actually did." And then Shadow had walked over to share some of the kissing affection with Shana, leaving Keman to think about all manner of ways to end his own existence.

Kind of like he wanted to now.

"...But let's talk about something else, all right? I...uh...yeah."