http://human-sponge.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] human-sponge.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-12-16 12:12 am

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!]

[identity profile] numberii.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, in that case, you'll just hafta improvise. I'm pretty laid-back, though; I'm sure you'll be able to figure something out." To be honest, Xigbar was having quite the amusing time of yanking the soldier's chain, but he wasn't going to admit it. Not when hearing that confusion made him want to snigger.

[identity profile] loyal-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know what you mean." This was so confusing, but like everything else, he just chalked it up to the fact that Xigbar wasn't military. But still, this seemed even more befuddling than normal, especially when he thought he'd finally been getting a handle on this stuff.

[identity profile] numberii.livejournal.com 2009-12-30 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm sure you'll figure it out in time. For now, though... I'll let you take a shot or two with it tonight, if you'd like. You'll hafta impress me if you want more than that, though." He'd be happy to give TK-Whatever a shot, as it were, but he wasn't one to waste more than that. Still, there was some potential anyway, he hoped it was going to be lived up to.

[identity profile] loyal-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-12-30 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Apparently not as I am right now. Am I missing something a civilian would get?" Because it felt like another one of those times, but he honestly had no clue.

"I'll do it." He could at least do that much. He hadn't made Sergeant by being a poor shot, he'd done it by being a really damn good one to save Commander Akobi's life.

[identity profile] numberii.livejournal.com 2009-12-30 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Heh, yeah, you are. Don't worry, I'll get you brought up to speed later." He might or might not, depending on what his mood was like, but for now, he was kind of curious. It certainly seemed like the guy was... unique, but in a good way. Mostly good, anyway, and if it got him someone who could appreciate some good ballistics, so much the better.

"So, where do you wanna meet up?"

[identity profile] loyal-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-12-30 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh." ...Well. That was... odd. 622 still looked innocently confused, an expression he was unfortunately wearing far too often in this place. He was supposed to uphold the standards of the Stormtrooper Corps, but it was nearly impossible when it seemed like every third word that most people said around here was incomprehensible to him.

"I'm already going to be meeting another prisoner in the M41-50 hall. Would somewhere around that area be a possible RV point?"

[identity profile] numberii.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure, sounds like a plan to me, dude." Xigbar nodded as he considered where that was in relation to himself, and heck, maybe a third person might put the guy more on his ease. That, and it was less likely he'd plan to steal a weapon in front of someone else. Not that Xigbar wouldn't mind the attempt, but that'd get messy and wouldn't be quite the fun he had in mind.