damned_institute | Day 43: Intercom, Evening

Hello! I.R.I.S. here once more to announce to you, our honored guests, that you have officially made it through a day of our typical Landel's treatment. Of course, it isn't quite over: we will now have you retire to our designated patient quarters with one of your agency partners to inspect their sleeping area and the tools that we provide them with for the true bulk of our behavioral testing. On an added note, we would like you to notice once again that the meals we provide to our subjects are of the highest quality.

For those of you feeling apprehensive about taking part in our more intensive methods, please be aware that we would never imagine putting all of you in any danger whatsoever. This last shift will be your last at our Institute; afterward, we will escort you to our Head Doctor's personal observation station to survey some of our test Next-Wave participants in the rigorous trials we put them through – all for their betterment, of course.

Once again, we hope that you are satisfied with what you find, and as always, direct any questions you may have to your console.

The nurses began to escort the patients to their rooms. They didn't even seem to be brought to awareness by words such as "testing" and "subjects."

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Artemis gave a short laugh at the tease. "A point well-made," he conceded with a smile. He supposed that once he'd been stripped of everything, including the facts of life, death, and the universe, he really wouldn't have anything to lose except his life. And... risking becoming a member of an undead army hellbent on devouring human flesh. But really, that was just a possibility more than a if-then statement.

"Speaking of all the help I can get, how long do you think you'll be healing--and be realistic," he said.

Haku smiled and shifted slightly in the bed. He closed his eyes and flexed his shoulders and leg with a wince and sighed.

"Tonight and tomorrow, provided I don't do anything to provoke the injuries, and I should be on my feet." He spoke in a soft, almost clinical tone, then opened his eyes and looked over at Artemis with a smile again.

"That should be about right." Though he wouldn't be 100% for a little while after that, this was enough.

Artemis nodded, appreciating the objective response. He knew Haku was different, and thus had to treat him as such. What he didn't know, though, was how much damage Haku could operate with. By his calculations, the wounds would take (at the accelerated healing speed), between three and five days to be well on the way to mending. But if Haku thought he could do it in two, Haku could do it in two.

"I can stay with you tonight, if you'd like," he said, putting Haku's hand between his. "I don't have anything planned. The attack last night threw everyone for a loop, I feel."

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