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- zoro
Day 45: Breakfast
Mori woke with a start. He lay on the bed for a moment, staring up at the ceiling and sighed quietly. Another day, another round of shifts and people and-- Wait a minute. Breathing in carefully, Mori's brow knit together as he realized that his ribs were no longer broken. After testing his collarbone, he found that it, too, was healing faster than it should have. Not that he was complaining, but there was something odd about broken bones setting so quickly. Pushing himself up out of bed, the teen shook his head, knowing that he'd have another day or two of the sling and then he'd be free from it.
But more important than that was finding out how Mitsukuni was doing. The last thing he remembered was the bathroom and gathering metal. Since they were together at the end of the night, Mori was certain that Mitsukuni would be fine, but...well, he still liked to confirm such things with his own eyes. With the twins gone and Tamaki still missing, Mori didn't want to take any chances anymore. Especially not with the strange announcements this morning.
As usual, his nurse came to collect him and helped him into his sling. Then he followed her quietly into the cafeteria, taking notice of the unusually empty bulletin board. They really were cracking down on it already. Weird. Even weirder? For once, he was the first into the room. Picking up a tray, he pointed out what he wanted, making sure to take double of the pancakes (asking to keep them away from the sausages for now), double of the strawberry jam and biscuits, and an extra helping of fruit. To top it off? Milk. It'd help his bones mend. Hopefully.
Going to a nearby seat, Mori took a look around the empty room and shivered. Kind of eerie in here without anyone else but the nurses. Someone was certain to come sooner or later though, right? He hoped so at least.
[for Chihaya]
But more important than that was finding out how Mitsukuni was doing. The last thing he remembered was the bathroom and gathering metal. Since they were together at the end of the night, Mori was certain that Mitsukuni would be fine, but...well, he still liked to confirm such things with his own eyes. With the twins gone and Tamaki still missing, Mori didn't want to take any chances anymore. Especially not with the strange announcements this morning.
As usual, his nurse came to collect him and helped him into his sling. Then he followed her quietly into the cafeteria, taking notice of the unusually empty bulletin board. They really were cracking down on it already. Weird. Even weirder? For once, he was the first into the room. Picking up a tray, he pointed out what he wanted, making sure to take double of the pancakes (asking to keep them away from the sausages for now), double of the strawberry jam and biscuits, and an extra helping of fruit. To top it off? Milk. It'd help his bones mend. Hopefully.
Going to a nearby seat, Mori took a look around the empty room and shivered. Kind of eerie in here without anyone else but the nurses. Someone was certain to come sooner or later though, right? He hoped so at least.
[for Chihaya]
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What the hell was going on here? What had they done to him? Did Landel's announcement on the intercom have something to do with this, or was it specific to Zex?
So many damn questions.
"Say, Max, what was that nightmare about? I'm just curious." He didn't think that he'd really get much of a response, but it was worth a shot. Zex really believed he was this Max person. Even his gestures were, well, human. It was such a drastic change that Asch was beginning to think maybe he was crazy.
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Just the worst nightmare he had ever had, and one that felt disturbingly real, but still just a dream. There was no way something like that ever really happened to him.
"Um... it started last night after dinner, I think." He pressed the fork to his lips for a few seconds in thought. He could remember his dream very clearly, to the extent that it was a bit difficult to tell where it began and reality ended. "I fell asleep, and I dreamed that some of the nurses came to get me. They put me under and took me... somewhere, I can't remember where. There was this room, and I was tied to a chair, and there was this doctor there..."
Max trailed off, shuddering a little at the memory of it despite himself. He could still remember every small detail, how it felt, how much it had hurt. "Um, well, not to get into the details or anything," Max said with a nervous laugh, "but he, uh... put something in me here." Max tapped his head near the bald spot. "Like an implant or something, I forget." Max actually remembered what it was supposed to be very clearly; "Precursor technology" intended to open other worlds to him in some unspecified way, but that sounded so ludicrous now in daylight.
Max took a few more bites of his food and considered briefly maybe going back for more. He kept a forced casualness to his tone. "And he took out my eye for some reason. That's mostly it, I think." Well, the important parts anyway. "Made for a good nightmare, but doesn't really help me remember what really happened."
More flickering along the edges of his vision. That was really getting irritating.
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Asch gaped at him. They had put something in his head? What the fuck? How could they get away with something like that? Monsters running around were one thing, but they had put something in the Admiral's head.
Maybe that was why he was acting so nutty. Maybe whoever had done that to him was controlling him somehow. And they'd taken out his eye, too, which didn't make any sense. Maybe that was because he only had one eye in his normal body, but it was still pretty sick.
"What do you mean, what really happened? Did they seriously do some kind of operation on you? That's insane! How can they do that?"
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Max looked a bit thoughtful. "But... I can't remember what really happened though. I guess they had to do something to me for some reason, but I can't remember them talking to me about it or when they did it. But I guess it was necessary, if they did it anyway." That was the only theory that made sense, even if it had a lot of holes. "They must have talked to my family and asked them or something..." Would his mother even care? Probably, although it was hard to say for sure. Dexter would though, he would have had something to say about that. If it had been done, no doubt they had approved, right? Dexter wouldn't let something like that happen to him, right? He was supposed to protect him, after all. Even if Max was in a mental institution, that was still his job...
Max didn't like the vague sinking feeling he got at the thought that maybe Dex couldn't protect him here, and forced it out of his mind. No point in thinking about unpleasant things like that.
"I mean, they're doctors, right..." Max said, less confident than he had sounded before. "They know what they're doing, right?"
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"Your...family?" Asch asked. Zex had never mentioned a family before. Why would anyone here talk to his...
Oh. He was really crazy now, that was right. He'd probably just made up that sued business, and talking about illegal things. Like anything about this place was actually taking place under any sort of law. That thought was laughable.
"I haven't met any of the doctors," Asch said. "I don't know if they know anything or not. But I'm pretty sure sticking things in your head isn't normal. You really think you dreamed that the doors opened at night? Of course they open at night! We went and got the patient files the first night I was here, there was that girl in the Sun Room. That idiot Mello had plants growing out of him. We can't have all dreamed the same dream!"
Asch was getting frustrated with this conversation. Nothing about this made sense! Was Zex really some alien Admiral from another world, or was he this...what was his name...this person with a family who thought that doctors sticking shit in his brain was totally okay?
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Max wasn't the greatest fan of conflict, and the more frustrated Asch got, the more he pulled away. Max kept his one eye focused on his food, frowning and not looking at Asch while he went on and on about how their delusions were all real. Well, Asch was still insane. That was probably to be expected.
"I don't know if it's normal or not, I'm not a doctor," Max said, a bit sulkily. "And you're not either, I bet. And what, it's more likely that I'm actually a real life space alien that magically got turned into a human and we all run around at night and get shot with plant guns and fight ghosts and zombies or whatever?" He waved his hands melodramatically, rolling his one eye. "Yeah, that makes a lot more sense then all of us just being mad."
Max now distinctly looked sulky as he poked at his breakfast with a fork. "It'd be nice if it was real and we were all big brave heroes fighting against the odds or whatever, but we're not." Something moved outside the range of his vision... Max glanced that way for a second before turning back to his food. "We're just people." As disappointing as that was.
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He wondered if Teisel knew, or that Tanaka guy. Maybe one of them would know how to make Zex go back to normal again. And all this about "just people." Asch had never claimed to be anything more, had he? He wasn't anything more. He was just a...
Just a dead man. That didn't sound very not crazy, either, did it?
"Well, just Max," he said, turning back to Zex-Max-whoever, "I liked you more as a one-eyed alien than as just a person."
Without waiting for an answer, he got up and stalked off, leaving his half-finished food on the table. This day had started off really strangely. Hopefully it wouldn't continue on that path.