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damned_institute2009-05-30 04:33 pm
mitase.livejournal.com) wrote in 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.
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.
Re: M01
Kon took another look at Kurt and Frey, but...they seemed to be okay. Nothing was going to happen in the rooms anyway, right? That would be pretty screwed up, after all, to have monsters come and attack the patients in their sleep, provided any of them were actually asleep. Not that monsters weren't screwed up in the first place, but that wasn't the point.
Anyway, he'd come here to talk to Kon, and that just had to take precedence for the time being.
He took the pen and scribbled on the paper:
Sure, it wasn't very informative, but what if someone else found the note? Someone who he'd rather not deal with? If he had to take a chance, he'd rather leave as little information as possible. Impulse would at least be curious enough to do what the note said, if nothing else.
Tim set the notebook on the desk and looked up at Kon. "Come on, let's go. We're headed to room M81."
Without waiting for a confirmation from Superboy, he left. He was sure Kon would follow him. Kon better follow him.
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