Day 44: Sun Room, Second Shift

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He really had beat the rush. Suzaku found a chair as close to the corner and as far from the bulletin as he could, and turned it to face the wall before curling up in it. His nurse frowned at him again, but she was still being cooperative, and frankly he didn't care what she had to say in the slightest. He didn't care even if he got sedated. All he cared about was finally having a few moments to himself, to sort out what Euphie's love meant and what the hell Lelouch's problem was.

It felt like he had all the pieces of a puzzle and was just too stupid to figure out how they fit together. What Lelouch had said about Shirley at breakfast and the tone he'd taken with Euphie on the board, Lelouch asking how Suzaku was, Lelouch dying. . . "All we can do is move forward and look out for the ones we care about." Euphie struggling to get out her last words, pain overtaking Suzaku's consciousness while he fought pathetically to carry out Lelouch's order. . . The last couple days, when he'd felt like he was finally figuring this out, seemed so far away now.

There were a couple things that were certain, at least: he hated what Lelouch had done, he always would. But he -- he didn't hate Lelouch, and he hadn't for a while now, and that wasn't going to change. And he didn't have much time, because everyone but Suzaku was terrifyingly mortal. And Lelouch was an idiot, but he still wasn't sure about the how and why of that one yet.

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"I'm a bit surprised by the fact as well. What surprises me more is that they were brought back here, though...it seems that just climbing over the wall isn't enough. I suppose they don't want to make it too easy," Endrance replied, sarcasm dripping from the last statement. It was a bit infuriating, once he thought about it.

"I think the reason they're considered safe is that no one's been attacked by any kind of creature while in a patient room...at least to my knowledge." It really was a hard adjective to pin on any room within this place. This room was dangerous at night, the entry room had been changed into the Hulle Granz Cathedral, the chapel upstairs... A shiver went down his spine when he thought about it.

...and there was the rub. The easy answer would be 'yes', but...it was only half-true. There was magic in The World, but...this was the real world. The real world didn't have spells or magic or anything resembling it. In the end, he shrugged his shoulders, unable to answer either way.

[prodigalson]

The vampire simply nodded, throwing off the other's lack of response. Even seeing what he had during his years, ignoring his apprehension about the subject didn't lead him to easily believing it. Except that this institution has already destroyed several grounds I found to be quite stable.

"The rooms being safe is certainly interesting... but I can see how it would entice patients to stay in their quarters. But it seems sort of counterproductive, seeing as the doors are unlocked during the night. I wonder if that's something Landel cannot control?" From the fragmented message he had heard that morning, it seemed the head doctor wasn't exactly in the best condition... had it always been this way?

It was quite infuriating to have no past experience to draw from. Instead, he could only muse out loud to a complete stranger - who he couldn't even read. Desperate times. "The transformation from night to day caught me by surprise, honestly. I hadn't expected to just... wake up where I began." He hadn't expected to wake up period. "Has that happened every night?"