http://feartehreaper.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] feartehreaper.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-05-15 01:37 pm

Day 41: Sun Room

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!]

[identity profile] liveforthispart.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
The anger suddenly evaporated like it had never been there in the first place, making way for complete shock. Well... That sure as hell sounded like an emergency. Now Kanji kinda felt bad. Though he still didn't think he did anything wrong. "W-Well... Why didn't you just say that in the first place?!"

He actually did move a step to the side. This was the kind of thing you usually say sorry for. But he wasn't sure how one really went about that. So he opted for just awkwardly standing there.

[identity profile] lost-metal.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
Heh, Ed knew that would work, even if it was true. He moved into the space, skimming the notes to find the one from Ritsuka and quickly scrawling a reply. There, hopefully he'd either see that or find Tamaki himself and stop worrying himself half to death too.

He turned to look up at the other boy. "Because I didn't feel like it." It wasn't any of his business anyway. He skimmed the board again, checking for any weapon requests or notes from Hughes, but found nothing.