Day 41: Sun Room

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Haseo's steps were heavy with the weight of righteous anger as he was escorted into the Sun Room, his posture so sullen and reluctant you could almost hear the nostalgic cry of an electric guitar. He was seething, and though perhaps it was a bit harder to be intimidating while wearing the uniform of an insane asylum and flanked by a bored-looking orderly, it was not for lack of trying.

Unfortunately, his nurse seemed unaffected by the act, and even with the cloud of failing to keep "Kai" away from "Peyton" hanging over her, remained determinedly cheerful. She merely said something about receiving a lecture later on, ignored his retorts, and assured him that it would be alright even though his internet stalker was in the same building. For the most part, Haseo tuned her babbling out after that, dismissing it as hopeless.

"...and usually this would be the time children would be taking showers, but you don't have to worry about that right now. Now then, le--"

"Wait. What?"

"Oh, all the children seventeen or under are separated right now while the adults go to the courtyard..."

"Hey, I'm not a kid you old--!"

"Oh of course you aren't dear, but you're not eighteen yet either, now are you?"

Haseo resisted the urge to do something rash, literally biting his tongue to keep quiet. But upon having the bulletin board pointed out to him, he shrugged off his anger for the most part and headed that way, fully intending to get more answers than he'd had time to receive during breakfast.

Well... at least Endrance is in another shower group, he thought, Thank god.

[Closed to Tsukasa, for now!]

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It was well after that echo faded in the room and Nigredo's laughter started that Klavier seemed to realize what it was he had just done. He immediately clapped a hand to his mouth (as if that would somehow take that back) and turned his back toward the rest of the room's staring inhabitants, as best he could while still sitting in any case. Here was hoping his hand was also covering a tinge of pink spreading across his face as well.

What just happened? Did he just...? Klavier didn't have the courage to look back over those in the room to see if anyone familiar had born witness to that. Particularly his brother. If Kristoph had seen that, he might have just resigned himself to his room and never come out ever again.

Was that... Had that been... It kind of wasn't very clear. It didn't seem like a hypnosis. It felt like something he'd done on his own. Only he'd never have done something like that. He was at such a loss, he he couldn't think of a single thing to say.

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The howl eventually subsided into a snicker, though a part of Nigredo was still shaking from the effects. It also didn't help that Klavier looked absolutely mortified at his 'actions'. The expression was nearly enough to send the variant into another burst of laughter. Nearly.

He straightened in his seat, a sly smile stretching across his features. "So," he began, voice hitching from silent giggles, "convinced now?" Or was another demonstration in store?

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He pulled his hand from his mouth, the completely bewildered look remaining exactly in place. Again, he still wasn't sure what to say. He couldn't think of many times in which he was at such a loss for words.

"Y-You... You really did that?" he asked incredulously. How was that even possible? He hadn't... well, he hadn't seen him DO anything. He expected a wiggle of the fingers or a magic spell being uttered or something glowing or something. What the heck...?

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"I did." What had he expected? A grand exhibition of his powers? Hypnosis was, first and foremost, a subtle ability. And yet, people were generally surprised at its subdued nature. He should really explain the entire process next time.

"Although--" Nigredo snickered, suddenly noting the onlookers. "--everyone else might believe otherwise."

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Klavier froze at that moment. He still wasn't looking, but he could practically feel all those eyes looking at him. He bowed his head down, hoping his hair would cover up his face. It didn't help though.

He hadn't taken note of who was in there, but now... all those people had seen him do that. And heard him! Oh, god. They were all going to think he was some kind of weirdo. Or psycho. Nigredo was right. It LOOKED like it was all him. How was he supposed to know that... that...

He suddenly stood up, still trying to keep his face out of view. He was so freaking ashamed. "I... I'm not staying here anymore," he blurted out, all composure completely gone. He was almost sounded like a five year old about to throw a fit. Right then he wanted to be anywhere but there. Anywhere. Though... No. Not yet. He needed answers from this kid. Straight answers. And...

"David?" Klavier was so unguarded, he actually jumped when the nurse approached and spoke up. She looked genuinely concerned. "Are you feeling alright?"

It took everything in his power not to snap back that he was perfectly fine, thank you. Maybe if she hadn't been a woman or a nurse, he might have broken his composure. Instead, he simply pursed his lips together. "...No. Actually, I'm not okay." He said it as calmly as possible. The staff thought they were all crazy anyway, right? Why not use this? "I think I need some fresh air. ...Actually, we both do."

He turned to Nigredo, hoping he wouldn't disagree or make a fuss. "Come on, let's... get out of here."

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