DAY 43: CAFETERIA, MORNING

[hailmegatron.livejournal.com]

Where was Blitzwing?

Lugnut ignored the nurse's fussing over his foot, even as it howled objections to his ill treatment of it the night before, pounding through the town in search of his wingmate, reportedly helpless and injured by an attack the night before-- and not finding him, not seeing even a glimpse of his crazy triple-changing ally.

Snarling at the nurse, but restraining himself from shows of violence-- Blitzwing would mock him if he showed up drugged already, and he would be useless to Megatron like that--he made his way impatiently to the cafeteria, stopping for just long enough to post an urgent notice on the board.

Where was he?

Looming in the middle of the cafeteria, he took the tray the nurse handed him (filled with disgusting human fuel, didn't she know he didn't have time to eat, not when his wingmate was missing?) and ignored it, watching for Blitzwing, where was he?

He refused to think about what might have happened to a wheelchair-bound, drugged, incapacitated warrior, with the swarms of monsters flooding around him, clawing and biting...

[for Scourge]

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[buteo-sapiens.livejournal.com]

"Astor," Tobias introduced himself, with something like a normal smile back. "Looks like everyone had... 'fun' last night, doesn't it?" There were even more bandages than normal about the place, and Kvothe had some impressive scratches himself.

Tobias winced when he bent his arm to pick up his fork. He'd gotten hurt more than normal, too.

[sir-savien.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes, lots of fun. I ended up spending most of it on a roof." Unfortunately he'd had to make his way through more than a few of the creatures to get there in the first place. He nodded at Astor's arm, having noticed the wince. "Is your arm all right?"

[buteo-sapiens.livejournal.com]

"I got into a fight with some shelves," he said, dryly. "They won." He rubbed his elbow gingerly, then started to eat. "On the upside, I got a crowbar out of it."

[sir-savien.livejournal.com]

"Never a bad thing around here." He smiled, thinly to not shift the scratches too much. "But they must have been some dangerous shelves." It grew into a grin for just a moment.

[buteo-sapiens.livejournal.com]

"Oh, absolute killers. Very aggressive, shelves are, and these had obviously been highly trained to attack poor Astors on sight," Tobias replied, face absolutely deadpan, and voice nearly so-- though there was a laugh in there somewhere, not quite hidden.

[sir-savien.livejournal.com]

He laughs a bit as well, glad that his ribs weren't too badly bruised. "Have you been around here long? I don't believe we'd met before."

[buteo-sapiens.livejournal.com]

Tobias smiled back, a little like he'd half-forgotten how, and shrugged. "Only a few days, but I think I'm already ready for this vacation to be over. How about you?"

[sir-savien.livejournal.com]

"Nine days. But it feels a lot longer. A lot longer. And yes, I'm ready for it to be over." He shifted his broken hand in its cast slightly and tried not to think about it.