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Day 46: Sun Room
Peter woke up suddenly, his body twisting in the bed and then forcing him to catch his breath in pain. Pain, which was coming from his middle because of the thing that had scratched him last night, and after that...
After that, Zach had jumped in front of him like some kind of martyr, like the exact opposite of everything Sylar stood for, to take the next hit for him. It got pretty fuzzy after that, so night must have ended right around then.
The man let out a pained grunt as he straightened himself up in bed. For some reason, he got the feeling that he'd slept in. There was no way for him to really tell without a window in the room, but he just knew. The fact that Sam's bed looked long since vacated was another clue.
Sam, but was he Sam again? Had the brainwashing worn off, as he and Roland had hoped, or was he going to have to go through this nightmare for even longer? He didn't know how long he could handle "Zach" and "Harrison" before he started going batty himself.
Pulling himself out of bed, Peter lifted his shirt and saw that he was tightly bandaged. The scratch most likely wasn't nearly as bad as the bite that "Zach" had received, but it still smarted. He let his shirt fall and then had to deal with a nurse chiding him for sleeping through the morning announcements. Not that Peter really cared at the moment. He was too busy thinking about last night and the fact that in a way, he now owed something to Sylar. Except it hadn't been Sylar. That was something he was sure of now.
Lost in his thoughts, Peter reached the Sun Room right as the rest of the patient populace was trickling in from breakfast. Sighing to himself, he headed over to the bulletin board and then saw a note written in familiar yet unpleasant handwriting. Holding his pen in a vice grip, Peter scribbled out a reply and then stalked over to an armchair and fell into it with a huff.
While Sylar was maddeningly frustrating, there was one good thing about the fact that he was himself again. It meant that Nathan was too.
[For Spock!]
After that, Zach had jumped in front of him like some kind of martyr, like the exact opposite of everything Sylar stood for, to take the next hit for him. It got pretty fuzzy after that, so night must have ended right around then.
The man let out a pained grunt as he straightened himself up in bed. For some reason, he got the feeling that he'd slept in. There was no way for him to really tell without a window in the room, but he just knew. The fact that Sam's bed looked long since vacated was another clue.
Sam, but was he Sam again? Had the brainwashing worn off, as he and Roland had hoped, or was he going to have to go through this nightmare for even longer? He didn't know how long he could handle "Zach" and "Harrison" before he started going batty himself.
Pulling himself out of bed, Peter lifted his shirt and saw that he was tightly bandaged. The scratch most likely wasn't nearly as bad as the bite that "Zach" had received, but it still smarted. He let his shirt fall and then had to deal with a nurse chiding him for sleeping through the morning announcements. Not that Peter really cared at the moment. He was too busy thinking about last night and the fact that in a way, he now owed something to Sylar. Except it hadn't been Sylar. That was something he was sure of now.
Lost in his thoughts, Peter reached the Sun Room right as the rest of the patient populace was trickling in from breakfast. Sighing to himself, he headed over to the bulletin board and then saw a note written in familiar yet unpleasant handwriting. Holding his pen in a vice grip, Peter scribbled out a reply and then stalked over to an armchair and fell into it with a huff.
While Sylar was maddeningly frustrating, there was one good thing about the fact that he was himself again. It meant that Nathan was too.
[For Spock!]
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It was a little disappointed to hear that Artemis hadn't had a chance to look at the town, but all in due time. She had shifted her own goals as it was. "Now, keep this to yourself, please. I am currently looking into the basement and working with a new group. I hope I am doing the right thing by keeping certain people out of the loop."
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The ongoing joke dropped when Momo mentioned the basement. All he could remember was Obi-Wan telling him that it was dangerous. He missed Obi-Wan dearly, which made his warning all the more serious at this point in time. "I've heard that it's an extremely dangerous place, and I'm cautioning you against going there until you feel absolutely prepared. ...though I'm not going to dissuade you from going down there. The more information we have about it, the better off the patient populace as a whole would be.
"That being said, I assume I'm not one of those people who are being left out of the loop," he said with a wry smile. "Since you are trusting me to keep this to myself."
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She then offered the boy a small smile. "I believe you are the only one other than the new group I am working with that I've told. I trust you, Fowl-san. And I know that you will not be intimidated into revealing what I am up to if pressed by a grump."
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"Why exactly are you hiding this from Captain Hitsugaya, if you don't mind my asking? And who are you working with?" And, he wondered, why was Momo telling him? Artemis wasn't exactly in a position to offer back up anywhere, much less down in the basement. Perhaps she was telling him because she was using the artifact he, the Captain, and Renji had collected? He certainly wasn't going to use it now.
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"Which is also one of the reasons I am keeping this from him. And most everyone else I am close to. If they knew, they would not let me continue on my course. The end result of the basement, if it is what I believe it is, is not something I can bear to put them through." A pause. "I have both keys, Fowl-san, and I am going to use them."
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"I only hope that you will inform your group of everything you already know and everything I've mentioned to you now."
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"There have been some complications courtesy of our host that is delaying things. I believe they can overcome it and a few more days doesn't matter much to me anymore." She smiled. "I really appreciate your counsel."