ext_201939 ([identity profile] mitase.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-05-30 04:33 pm

Night 41: M01-10 Hallway

[in M7]

Hanatarou had managed to choke down about half of his dinner before finally giving up and pushing the tray away. With a glance back at Sora to make sure his roommate wasn't looking, he'd opened the closet door to get his uniform and started to change; he thought that if he was going to act like a healer he could at least look like one. Right?

He was just settling his pack in place when the intercom went off, and he gave a startled glance back toward the speaker. The announcement was creepy and disturbing as usual, but considering that he was already a bundle of nerves as it was...well, there wasn't really a visible impact on him. There were supposed to be two people - two strangers - coming by to be healed, and he hoped that he'd be able to help them.

The healer paused for a moment, staring blankly at the imitation Hisagomaru in the corner of the closet before finally deciding to leave it there for the time being. He'd have to see how he felt after trying to heal two people before deciding what he was going to do next.

[identity profile] opposingheaven.livejournal.com 2009-06-15 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Kenren snorted at that and then looked thoughtful. "You're right We can't have the healer drowning while we're on watch," he said with exaggerated seriousness. He leaned over a little and grinned when he saw what Nataku was doodling on Hanatarou's face. It also reminded him never to fall asleep anywhere near the kid, although maybe him and Okita could team up and get Homura sometime...

"You're right," kenren agreed easily, perching on the end of the bed. It would be pretty crappy to just leave him sleeping like this.

[identity profile] stringless-doll.livejournal.com 2009-06-15 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Nataku turned to smile briefly at Kenren. "Thanks."

He paused when Hanatarou started to wake up. He'd just put the finishing touches on the last doodle anyway - more accurately, the last in a small cluster of mushrooms.

Though he angled the pen away from Hanatarou's face in case he decided to sit up suddenly, he didn't even try to hide what he'd been doing. It wasn't like he could pull his hand out of Hanatarou's without the boy noticing. "Hey, Hanatarou. Feeling better now?" He tapped the healer's cheek lightly with the back of the pen. "You were asleep so long mushrooms grew on your face."

[identity profile] opposingheaven.livejournal.com 2009-06-15 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Welcome back to the land of the conscious," Kenren said with a grin at the boy as he woke up. "We decided that we couldn't just leave you here," he explained and then glanced over at the door. "So we're commandeering you for the night." He seemed like he'd be fun to have along and it seemed that whoever he'd been supposed to meet wasn't coming considering it was getting late already.

[identity profile] stringless-doll.livejournal.com 2009-06-16 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"They're not here, and nightshift is going to be over soon... so you can come with us if you want." Nataku replied...despite the fact that they were probably going to commandeer him anyway. "It's better than sitting alone in the dark all night."

He frowned a little. "And I didn't get to say thanks for healing my arm. So," He prodded Hanatarou in the forehead with the back of the pen. "Next time don't push yourself so hard you pass out, ok? If you do it again you might wake up with a whole forest of mushrooms on your face."

[identity profile] opposingheaven.livejournal.com 2009-06-16 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Kenren agreed, nodding at Nataku. "It's getting pretty late so I'm guessing they got held up or something." Or maybe disappeared but he wasn't about to vocalise that thought. Hanatarou was skittish enough as it was and Kenren didn't want to make him any worse. "So you should come with us. We can always use another person and we'd feel bad about just leaving you here on your own." He was worried that he'd somehow manage to get eaten even in the relative safety of the bedroom.

[identity profile] stringless-doll.livejournal.com 2009-06-17 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Nataku returned the smile. "Ok, consider yourself commandeered." Yeah, he really liked Hanatarou... especially with those nice designs on his face. He'd figure it out eventually, Nataku was sure of that. In the meantime he should be glad that it wasn't nose hairs.

He hopped off the bed, double checking his pockets for the pair of scalpels and the note Ritsuka had left him. That would do for tonight except for one little thing.

He glanced at Kenren. "I didn't bring anything to carry the metal in."

[identity profile] opposingheaven.livejournal.com 2009-06-18 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Kenren grinned rakishly at Hanatarou, nodding in satisfaction. "Welcome to History Club, I guess," he said with a laugh. He pulled out his gun, checking it for ammo and to make sure that it wouldn't jam if it came to a fight. He didn't really think that it would, but it was something that had just been drilled into him for as long as he could remember. "Or, y'know, just welcome to being friends with the two of us. Whatever floats your boat."

He kept the gun in his hand for now and looked over at Nataku. "Hey, Hanatarou, mind if we borrow some pillowcases?"

[identity profile] stringless-doll.livejournal.com 2009-06-18 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Nataku went about helping Kenren borrow pillow cases while Hanatarou fetched his own weapon. A sword. He should probably be thinking about getting another one soon because, truth be told, there were several reasons he didn't particularly like scalpels.

Well, he'd take care of it soon. For now, they had other things to do. Taking one of the pillow cases in his weak arm, he made sure Kenren was ready with the other and nodded. "Ok, lead the way."

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