Day 45: Breakfast

[mukuchi.livejournal.com]

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]

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[hailmegatron.livejournal.com]

He fell silent, staring at Scourge again, then looked away. "You're not worth attracting the nurses," he justified, though he didn't sound at all convinced of his own argument, and stared blankly at the table.

[haplesstracker.livejournal.com]

...okay, that was more depressing than Joshua had expected. He gave Lugnut a small nudge with his fingernail to see if he'd react.

Maybe it was just lack of his idol crush to tell him what to do, although Joshua couldn't actually remember seeing him around recently. The Decepticon delusion seemed to cling to him a lot more firmly than it had to him even when he was tripping out.

[hailmegatron.livejournal.com]

Lugnut reacted, pulling back with a barely-heated glare.

"If you are no longer a Decepticon, why are you still here, traitor?" he asked, tone almost bitter and defeated, but mostly dull, as if all the life was draining out of Lugnut.

[haplesstracker.livejournal.com]

"If I'm proven to be a danger to myself or others--which I was--I can be involuntarily institutionalized for up to thirty days before my case is reviewed," Joshua recited. He'd thought about committing himself once or twice and done some reading on it before deciding against it. "So I'm not going home until this place gives me the signoff."

Looking back over his life, he probably should have gone ahead and done it. Ignoring the delusions, panic, and probably brain damage he'd gone from being so ridiculously stupid as to overdose, landing at this nuthouse was probably the best thing for him.

[hailmegatron.livejournal.com]

"I didn't mean that--" Lugnut started, a flicker of irritation giving at least some sort of life to his voice, before he stopped, looking confused, and asked Scourge, "What?"

[haplesstracker.livejournal.com]

"State mental health code." Joshua popped another piece of fruit into his mouth. "And I'm not exactly unhappy about it. Unlike you I actually know that I have some issues that need handling."

And it was so cozy here. Good food, secure place to sleep, nurses ranging between decent and yowza...yeah, he could handle thirty days. Was he still on the employee health care plan or had Brad put the paperwork through already?