damned_institute | Day 43: Arts & Crafts Room (4th Shift)

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Day 43: Arts & Crafts Room (4th Shift)

When Momo left Hitsugaya's side, she felt both relieved to be away from him and disappointed that the nurses had separated them. Either way, she felt like she was suffocating, that she had too much building in her mind with all this on top of the message she'd been given by the undead knight on that rooftop the night before. There was only one way for Momo to relieve the pressure.

After leaving a note on the board for Senna, Momo headed into the Arts & Crafts room. She was still in a lot of pain, but Hitsugaya's healing, though minor, did make it much less painful to hold things. Taking all of the special markers, she stood before the large white board and uncapped the lightest of the colors - yellow.

Save thyself.

Those words would echo in Momo's mind for a very long time. She had much to thank the knight for, the least of which was leaving her right arm relatively undamaged. She needed it for many things, being her primary hand, but right now she needed it for one thing.

Momo began to draw.

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His smile quirked as she mimed the cat ears. She was...well, she wasn't his type (even if he were single), but she was cute. In the cuddle and pat your head kind of way.

Still, her voice was completely devoid of cheer, and Peter had to wonder if she actually saw her friend go, or if she only heard about it later. Either way, she was feeling it. This Miku wasn't anything like the chipper girl he'd met on the bus yesterday. Peter probably seemed about the same. Felt about the same. "Something's always better than nothing," he agreed quietly. "Are you making them for yourself?"

He blinked at her question, dumbfounded for a moment until a wet strand of hair fell and stuck to his forehead. "Oh - yeah, they made me take a shower." The clump was brushed behind his ear, and Peter made a note to ask about getting a hair cut soon. To his great shame, he always looked a little girly when it got too long. He noticed it even more now since he'd met Jessica. Having a girl clone made a guy nervous about that stuff. "This lady was trying to teach me how to finger paint earlier and we wound up having a paint fight. Not sure I'm still allowed to be in here, actually..." He cast a dubious look around the room.

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"For me? No..." Miku held up the fabric to measure it, and marked the places she would have to hole-punch to sew them together. "For my friend, Ritsuka." Her voice grew warmer. "He's the only one I have left, now. We've been friends since the very beginning." It would do that she give him a present, before he vanished, too. "He just seems like a cat-eared kind of person."

"Well, I'm sure if you don't draw attention to yourself, they won't say anything. It's probably better you're with me, anyway. They tend to leave me alone, and overlook me a lot of the time," Miku murmured quietly and looked up at Peter to make some eye contact.

Kaoru ducked into the Arts and Crafts room and started crawling behind the tables. He and Hikaru were in the mood for a prank and trying to find materials. However, the nurses seemed suspicious of them being so close, so they'd split up on separate missions.

He climbed onto a chair next to Miku, keeping low and watching the door.

"Hey."

The admission left him speechless. God, what was he supposed to say? Ristz...this guy was the only one left? Her only friend?

In a way, he understood. Peter wasn't alone here, but Harry had been different. He'd known him before they came, and known him well - Kurt and the others, that wasn't the same. He'd barely even said two words to Captain America back home. Despite having only known this version of Harry for two days, their similar histories made it easy to slip into a rhythm. A friendship guaranteed. Not so much now, was it?

"...Don't talk like that," he said resolutely. "There's never - there's always new people to meet. New friends to make. As cheesy as it sounds." He borrowed her grimace from earlier, finding it suddenly impossible to smile. "I know it feels like there's no one left, but that's not true. Trust me, I've...I do know what you're going through. And it doesn't last forever."

The chair beside Miku rattled. Peter watched, dumbfounded, as a thin red-headed boy slowly rose from below the table and settled into the chair. Did he know Miku, or...okay then. Stranger things had happened.

He raised a hand in greeting. "...Hey?"

Miku wasn't sure if she agreed with Peter or not; after all, there were always new friends, but eventually everyone would go their own way. However, at the institute, it seemed so much more traumatizing. Especially since ---

Well, she was just going to stop that train of thought right now. It would just make her sob all over the carefully cut felt pieces. "Maybe," she acquiesced. She didn't get much more time to disagree with him (and didn't want to, really, Peter was right in his own kind of fashion), when Kaoru's red head popped up next to her. "Hello, Kaoru-kun," she greeted him. "...Are you... really supposed to be sneaking around under the tables...?"

Kaoru nodded to the new guy, not really looking (but certainly feeling a little jealous he couldn't get Miku on his own. Maybe tomorrow).

"Well. That's debatable," he said quietly, messing his hair up. "What are you two up to? Can I borrow some of this?" he asked, grabbing a few supplies. He started making a mask.

The -kun thing didn't sound like part of his name, it was most likely another "Mr." suffix (why were there so many? This was too hard.) So, Kaoru. He rehearsed it in his head, just in case.

"Loitering, I guess," Peter rested his chin in his hands, watching the other two set to work. Miku didn't get a chance to answer him, but maybe that was for the best. Get her mind off things. "You not allowed to be in here either?"

Miku sighed and shook her head at the both of them, the bulky yarn needle flashing through her fingers as the ears started taking more of a cat's ear shape, finally. "You two should try to be more quiet about it, if you're going to make trouble," she chided gently, keeping her eyes on her work. "Borrow what you like," she added to Kaoru, though Even if you've already done so, sat behind her words.

"Peter-san, this is Kaoru-kun, Kaoru-kun, this is Peter-san. I met him yesterday on the way to Doyleton." There, her mother in heaven could rest assured that she hadn't raised a rude daughter, introductions had been made.

"Pete, huh. Hi," he smiled. He just couldn't give people respectful titles or names unless he knew he had to. And here? Totally didn't have to! Besides, at least it was 'Peeper' or 'Pit-hole' that he'd gone for.

"You're not supposed to be in here?" he asked, curious. "Me? I'm not NOT allowed to be in here, they just know we're planning something, it seems.... Me and Hikaru WERE being quiet. Maybe that's what gave it away."

Kaoru continued to draw the face of his mask and looked at Miku's creation. "What's that gonna be?"

"I'm not making trouble. In fact, I happen to be practicing my Picture of Perfect Innocence face." He pointed to his cheek and flashed a sickly sweet smile at Miku, ripped straight from a Shirley Temple poster. "See? The complete opposite of trouble. Nice to meet you, Kaoru."

If faking being a goof would cheer her up, Peter was ready to go for it. He figured everyone needed a break after last night. Kaoru didn't look too worse for wear, though. He'd probably gotten lucky and hidden in the trunk of a car somewhere. That's what he should have done with...okay, no, he was pretty sure Brainy would hate him forever if he stuffed him into a trunk and skipped away to fight zombies. Besides, weren't there some people who lit the cars on fire?

The other boy's question earned him a halfhearted shrug. "Paint fight last shift. Which is kind of stupid to get into such a big snit over, but whatever. What did you do?"

"Cat ears," Miku explained again, and furrowed her brow as she pulled the stitches through neatly. The first ear was finished and she fit it over the back of her small hand to shape it up. "For Ritsuka. I thought they'd look cute on him." Peter's innocent act wasn't getting past her and she half-smiled at him, though there was a firm, slightly chiding look in her eyes.

"What ever you do -- all three of you -- don't tell me. I don't want to have to lie." Miku wagged a finger at them both.

"Needs work," Kaoru said, thoughtfully, observing the boy's attempt. Even if you were gonna goof off, you had to take SOME pride in an Innocent Face. It was one of the most powerful tools of a trouble maker if done correctly.

"Paint fight?! How'd I miss that!" he laughed. That would have been fun. "I haven't done anything yet, besides hang out with my brother."

Kaoru leaned in to Miku to whisper into her ear.

"So you don't want to know about the trap we set?" he teased.

"Hence why I'm practicing," Peter nodded sagely. "You didn't miss much. They dragged us off to the showers like, two seconds after it started."

Although he still didn't have an answer as to why Kaoru wasn't allowed in the Arts and Crafts Room, he could make a fairly educated guess. This was a guy who probably spent everyday in detention. He had mischief written all over. Crawling under the tables raised a few flags, for a start.

Peter kind of got the feeling he was gonna end up being the third wheel here, the way he was whispering in Miku's ear like that. Maybe he liked her? Peter's smile spread a little wider and he busied himself with pretending to watch the other patients. No interference here.

Miku shot Kaoru a pained look, "No. What if they ask me? I can't lie to anyone, you know." And while she didn't exactly tell the whole truth, she couldn't honestly remember the last time she had to not-say anything on purpose.

She looked between Kaoru and Peter, shook her head so that her hair obscured her face again and continued to sew up the second ear. "Besides, it won't be as entertaining if I'm not surprised by it," she bluffed.

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