Dayshift 22: Sun Room (Evening Shift)

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It was probably a good thing Penelo listened to that weird silver haired man (she never really did get his name, did she?), because her short investigation of the Bulletin Board revealed that she wasn't alone after all. Larsa and Gabranth were here too, for whatever reason.

Penelo still couldn't quite wrap her mind around the concept that Gabranth was alive, when she had heard his dying words and had later attended his funeral back at Archades. Basch had taken his place since then, and it just boggled her. How could Gabranth have returned to life? There was no force in Ivalice that could do that.

Then again, it looked like she wasn't in Ivalice anymore.

Penelo sighed, seating herself at a table near the bulletin board as she waited for Larsa and Gabranth to arrive. Hopefully, Larsa would have some answers; she never doubted his ability to dig up information, no matter what the situation. Even so, what did they get themselves into?

"At least Vaan isn't here," Penelo reminded herself. She had gone from frantically searching for Vaan to praising the Gods that he hadn't been captured in this prison.

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Weapons... Penelo was sure that there weren't any swords or bows or anything of that sort lying around. Guess it was time to improvise. Well, she supposed it should bring back memories; her brother used to train her using wooden sticks and a kitchen knife when he threw her out into the Giza Plains for live combat.

"Alright then, we split up!" It would give Penelo a chance to know the area too. She had a feeling they didn't need to worry about getting lost; looked like those nurses escorted patients who wanted to move. "I still don't know this place very well... I've only been to the courtyard. Did you hear the names of the places we're allowed to go to? I can't remember." She sighed. Great, Penelo, great time to forget the names of places.

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"The choices had been here, the Courtyard, the Cafetria, the Library, some type of 'Game Room', an 'Arts and Crafts' room, and the Music Room." Larsa recited after a moment of contemplation. Reading all the books he had was an achievement that graced him with a sharp memory, and the child was glad it proved its usefulness within the Institute's walls. From a nearby window he could witness the Sun beginning to dip lower into the sky, which meant they hadn't a moment to spare.

"I've an itching to see this Arts and Crafts room, personally. I may find something of use and it is the only room I've yet to check." And right on cue his Nurse was by his side, gracing him with that same smile of which he could only return with one of his own.

"Did I hear you say the Arts and Crafts room, Mr. Hall? Would you like me to escort you there?" She asked in which he nodded kindly to.

"Yes, mi'lady. T'would mean much to me."

"Well then, let's get going before it gets dark, shall we?" And with that the Nurse ushered Larsa away from the two, the young Lord turning once to give them a final bow before he left the room.

((Gone to the Arts and Crafts room in which I'm too lazy to link.))

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"I will backtrack, then. Mayhaps there is something to be gathered in the courtyard." There must be someone in this place that had more information than could be gathered in a day's time or two.

At least he would have the nurse by his side, though Noah was anything but trusting of her. The hound bowed in response to his master, and wished the girl good luck. He reassured himself that this was, indeed, the best course of action. If only he could somehow recall his swallow...

[Gone back to the Courtyard somewhere.]

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Penelo watched the two walk away, Larsa to an Arts and Crafts room of sorts and Gabranth to the courtyard again. Which left... well, many places. But the Sun Room itself seemed like a good place to start, so Penelo decided to stay where she was for the moment. There was that bulletin board, after all. Maybe she could look at a few earlier entries and see if there was any useful information there before she went off to find other people. Hey, it worked for finding Marks!

Penelo wasn't so sure why she was suddenly afraid to go out and speak to the other people in the room. Maybe she just needed some time to recover from the rather unpleasant and borderline traumatic experience of speaking with the silver haired man.