damned_institute | Day 41: Breakfast

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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. ♥]

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This Bob guy was getting on her nerves. She made a thoughtful noise and raised an eyebrow as she re-focused on her meal. It seemed like the usual stuff and she wasn't all that hungry so early in the morning, so she only picked at it here and there.

And why was he picking on her for having pink hair?! It wasn't like HIS hair was all that great! Somewhere in the back of her mind though, she was thankful he'd noticed the color much sooner than he'd noticed how big her forehead was. "I'm not an alien, I'm a ninja. And some of us have naturally pink hair, okay? It's pink. It's always been pink. End of story."

"Nope. No way," he said, settling back as though decided on something very important. "I'm tellin' ya. I never seen anyone with naturally pink hair. Doesn't happen on earth. So you're either a liar or you ain't human. Weird if you're a liar, though." Most people here lied about their names, but she'd been perfectly honest.

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Ugh, this guy was beyond frustrating!

"I'm telling you it is! Why is that so hard to believe?!" Looking around the room, she could see blue, silver, and then a sea of blond, black, and brown. Okay, so there weren't any others with bright pink hair, but that didn't mean she was crazy or anything!

"Why would I even lie about something that stupid? That doesn't make any sense! Pink hair just happens to run in the family. I'm not a liar and I'm definitely human!"

Ryuk followed her gaze assuming, correctly, that she was checking out the wacky hairstyles. He checked out a few of the wacky names too.

"Because I've never seen it before and I've seen a lot of people, you know? A whole damn lot. So, if you're human...where you from?" he asked. Looks and name wise, Japan seemed the obvious choice. But, shit, they seemed the last place to spawn a naturally pink haired kid. Unless all that hair colouring shit just...stuck. Like freaky evolution or something.

"Just because you haven't seen it, you think it isn't real? What kind of sheltered life have you been living?" she shrugged, taking another bite of her eggs. Whether or not he thought he'd seen a lot of people was irrelevant. Probably grew up in the same village his whole life or something. Weirdo.

"I'm from Konoha. The hidden leaf village."

"Hey, it's nothing to do with sheltered. I just happen to be very old and very wise, is all. And I can tell you, those places are as real as your hair. So maybe you're human but you ain't...normal earth human. You get me?"

Kid was weird either way, right?

Sakura couldn't hold back a snort when he told her he was both old and wise. If he was a brilliant man, she felt sorry for the morons wherever Bob was from!

"Great. We've established we're from different worlds. You know, that doesn't come as a surprise to most people if they actually read the bulletin boards. How long have you been here? You have to have met other people that aren't from Earth or whatever."

Sad thing was, where Ryuk was from he...kinda was one of the brighter sparks. Not exactly smarter than some of the others, but he'd certainly achieved more.

"Hey, geez, you really are hostile. S'just you looked like the average Japanese kid, you know? ANd the name matched an' all....Just that the hair ain't natural to real normal kids."

Ryuk's missing roommate was an alien. Oh, but hey...

"So, you guys believe in demons?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, regretting it the moment she'd said it. Asking this guy anything was just begging for trouble. "I'm not from... Japania or wherever. I don't even know where that is."

Though apparently "Sakura" was a common name in that place. Or at least fit the culture or language. It was based on a type of flower though, so maybe they just happened to have the same kind in where that Japanese place was.

"Demons? I guess so... why?" she answered. This Bob guy sure asked some strange questions. Whether she believed in them or not wasn't even worth asking, she'd seen them, even fought with them before.

"I mean...you're kinda mean. Grouchy. A lotta human girls seem to be like that too," he informed her, helpfully.

"Japan's a place on earth. Kinda messe- actually, all the places are pretty messed up. It's fun though!" Idiot humans were great entertainment. Even the genius idiot humans. Maybe Ryuk should introduce Sakura to Matsuda so she could see one. Although...maybe it wasn't so interesting if your home resembled the normal human earth...

"Just wonderin'," he said, shrugging. "A lot of places seemed to know about them even if they don't believe it. That's kinda weird, right?"

_{[from here and crashin' your party. With grace. ]}

Now that he was free of his cell, with (hopefully, ugh) that morning's incident behind him, Aidou had time to think over that morning's announcement, and conclude that Landel's exhaustion was only remotely interesting if it was because he was getting justly tortured to death. Hmph.

But all in all, the noble couldn't hold on to a petulant mood despite the day's first hiccup, at least not without knowingly doing himself harm. A clear head was what he needed at all times. Even if it wasn't possible to do. Still, he would just have to make up for last night's lack of progress.

And a nice surprise was seeing the board free of any bulletins talking about vampire attacks. Hmm.

The vampire looked for Sasuke or Wolfram when he entered the cafeteria, but because a conversation with either of them wouldn't be lengthy nor imperative, when he didn't see them, he put it out of his mind and got a tray full of food like he did most mornings. The portion he took was normal for someone his size, which in Aidou's terms was a small snack. His appetite was crying for attention, so eating human food was mostly for show.

Although more victims were being dropped into Landel's that morning, Aidou only cast the cafeteria with a half-interested glance, and took a seat at a table not totally drenched in sunlight. There were a few familiar faces close by, but he was a noble, and trained well in not acknowledging others with grace. His beauty often attracted enough attention without openly chasing it down. A morning without stupid girls like Miku screaming in his face would be beneficial to everyone involved.

"Well you're kind of rude," Sakura replied, ignoring the tone that seemed to suggest he was only trying to help. "Maybe girls would be nicer to you if you didn't try pointing out every one of their flaws."

Even if she was annoyed, she still retained the information he gave her. So the equivalent of Konoha in whatever world Bob was from was called Japan?

She might've said something more about his demon theory, but caught sight of one of the truly good looking guys around the cafeteria. If she wasn't helplessly devoted to Sasuke, this one might make her go weak in the knees. She didn't usually go for blondes(especially after dealing with Naruto on an almost every day basis), but she was pretty sure she could make an exception for that one. The only similarity between Naruto and the boy only a few seats away was hair and eye color.

"I um... I guess so," she gave a half-hearted reply and tried not to stare too long before forcing her eyes back to her meal and the annoying guy sitting across from her. "There's a lot more in common between different places than just demons I'm sure."

It took a moment for Ryuk to remember that 'rude' was a bad thing. But he still didn't feel overly insulted. Just damn confused, what had he done wrong?

"Woah, woah, I've had girls be nice to me...It's worse than when they're mean!" He shuddered. If she started being nice, he probably wouldn't be able to talk to her. "Every one of their flaws? I have-" Ryuk cut himself off. Maybe she was better off thinking her only flaw was her nastiness?

He followed her gaze to some blond kid. Aid-oh. Oh that was weird. His lifespan seemed kinda...wrong.

"You know him?" he asked curiously. Screw it. "Hey! You," he called over, grinning. "You know anything about demons?"

Considering the sort of riffraff Landel’s usually had to offer, the vampire preferred sweets to company. The syrup on his pancakes wouldn’t open its filthy ex-human mouth and piss him off, or otherwise sick some annoying person on him like Sheena’s good friend Spider.

Flirting and compliments were fine, because they didn’t require anything from him, but when he was only being stared at, there was no reason to involve himself. When he was being addressed, though, that was different. Pretending he was deaf wouldn’t serve any purpose… Aidou looked away from his plate and to the prisoner talking to him, including Sakura in the glance, since she was somehow part of the discussion. Demons? Who cared about demons, if it wasn’t just another derogatory title for vampires. More importantly, he was not a ‘you’. Landel’s games, however, didn’t care what he wanted.

“Not really. Who’s asking and why?” he returned neutrally. He read and watched TV, wasn't that more than enough?

This guy was completely thick. Didn't he understand anything at all? Sakura was about ready to grind her palm into her own forehead out of frustration, but to her credit, she only rolled her eyes and sighed. When Bob started pestering the pretty guy sitting near them though, and acting as if she was involved? That was crossing the line!!

"What're you doing?!" she hissed under her breath. She looked back at the blond and shook her head, looking completely mortified to be associated with the uncouth man sitting across from her.

"Not me, definitely!" Sakura said with some nervousness. "This weirdo just came and sat down and started asking questions, but we're not affiliated, no way!"

"I'm askin'," Ryuk said, plainly. Jeez, what a dumb kid. "I was just curious. Figured you looked like you'd know a thing or two."

He looked at Sakura when she started hissing at him and frowned.

"Hey, he might not be human," he whispered loudly. "Just checkin' it out."

When she flat out denied knowing him, Ryuk pulled a strange face that could have meant anything under the sun. But it was formed by his shock and mild disappointment.

"I'm guessing you don't have a lotta friends...."

...What? Ryuk was a Death God. What was her excuse?

At least someone was acting--and looking--normal. The male, though, was practically the living reality of what he was talking about, with his terrible appearance. But that was just icing on the cake.

When Ryuk questioned Aidou’s humanity, the vampire pulled a face, too, a slight frown that looked like it was born of disregard, even if part of it was caused by suspicion. Not anything more than that yet. Might? Was he saying that because he couldn’t tell what Aidou was, he could tell what Aidou was, or the vampire’s appearance seemed too inhuman to be acquainted with human genetics? Either way, Aidou didn’t feel as though he should read too much into it at that moment. Not when there looked to be a chance such concern would be overestimating the other male.

The frown faded, but a small furrow in his brow remained. “I was asking, too,” the noble returned, pretending at the same obliviousness he’d been shown. Inwardly, the exchange had more of his attention than it had a moment before, more than he was willing to reveal. “And don’t say that if it’s just because she finds you off-putting.” He looked to Sakura, the crease disappearing. “It’s okay. I’m not blaming you for anything.”

Sometimes Aidou didn’t think he got enough credit for being able to pull of the self-possessed demeanour of an aristocrat when he needed. The blood in his system didn’t hurt that endeavour.

If Bob was an obnoxious ugly pain in the ass, this new guy was the complete opposite. Her mouth fell open ever-so-slightly when Bob accused him of not being human, but he'd also told her that pink wasn't a natural hair color! The man had no tact at all!

She might've snapped at him for even suggesting it, but the blond could see well enough that Sakura had nothing to do with what the weirdo was asking. A blush crossed her cheeks; it wasn't often that the prettier guys gave her the time of day. There was something about this place though. She'd spoken with more than she knew what to do with. Still, she would stay true to Sasuke, she promised herself. It was a test of endurance! Hell yeah!

But when Bob also stated that she didn't have many friends, Sakura nearly snapped. Her plastic fork actually did; one end sent flying across the room. "I can't imagine you do either," she said, glaring at the man.

Ryuk frowned. Off putting? What was so off putting about him? He looked human now.

"Jeez what's with you two?" One of them wasn't even human, so it wasn't some sort of...racial bonding. And why was the girl's face going all r-

"Eurgh!" Ryuk shot up. "Are you...are you flirting?" he choked. "In front of me?! That's...that's..." he shuddered and moved away, almost turning back, but unable to stomach it.

"Pink chick. He's way to old for you, believe me," he said with a final shudder before loping away, mentally wounded.

What it was was inconvenient. What mattered to the vampire in that moment was not the stupid behavior, or the ‘flirting’, or the breaking plastic, but the dig about his age. So the brute had recognized--

“I am not!” Aidou barked after Ryuk when he turned and fled, because first of all, he wasn’t old, and second, it was as much a warning to keep quiet as anything else was. But it was too late, when he’d taken off before Aidou could do a reassessment.

Looked like the noble couldn’t rule that one out. But if the other had known he was dealing with a vampire, he was more disinterested than not, which was perhaps more strange than anything. There was no way he’d been a hunter, that much Aidou was sure of. And what was with the social ineptness? By default, people who could pick a vampire out of a crowd usually had some admirable skill, but Aidou hadn’t felt any need to be wary. The mix of knowledge and impotence was odd. Was that incredibly ugly form a sign he wasn’t an average human?

Well, he couldn’t and didn’t want to chase after the male now… Aidou frowned more openly, staring after him, anyway.

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