http://notthistrain.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notthistrain.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2010-01-28 04:57 pm

Day 47: Sun Room [2nd shift]

Cloud knew he should be taking the opportunity to check out the rec field during the day. The fresh air would be a welcome change from the crowded stuffiness the Institute usually provided, and he would have a chance to scope out the area when it wasn't all under the cover of darkness. When offered a choice, however, he remained in the sun room. He told himself it was so that he could watch the bulletin, him still being fairly new and needing all the information he could get, but the thought rang hollow.

The real reason he was here, he knew, was because he would be out there. Maybe it was weak of him, but he needed a chance to breathe. Ever since he'd arrived it had been nothing but one shock after another, and seeing Zack standing in the cafeteria that morning talking to Aerith had been the final card that caused his tower to crumble. He needed to just sit back somewhere out of the way and start rebuilding.

Being able to watch the bulletin from here was just a perk. Cloud made himself comfortable on one of the sofas, watching people come and go but not really paying attention to them. He took the time to try and rate this on a scale of the biggest messes he'd ever gotten thrown into.

(for Sheena)

[identity profile] itstaichoutoyou.livejournal.com 2010-02-08 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"That's correct," Hitsugaya said, confirming Senna's assumption. It was disappointing that even though all the patients should have had the same goal, they couldn't put aside their differences and work together.

"Then, I'll leave the recruiting to you, if you're willing? Right now, there are multiple issues I have to deal with, so I can't give recruiting my full attention." Leading a division wasn't easy, and a ragtag resistance group was even harder. Since they were all volunteers, there was no clear chain of command, and strict regulations couldn't be imposed. If he was back at his office he could delegate various jobs to people he trusted, so his division could work like a well-oiled machine, but he couldn't do that here. Hinamori, the only person left that he knew he could trust, wasn't available. Hitsugaya had no complaints about shouldering the burden, but their current way of doing things just wasn't very efficient. However, since she was a shinigami, Hitsugaya was assuming that Senna had at least been trained for a management position at the academy regardless of whether or not she had actually become a seated officer. That made her more qualified than others who might not have had any training.

[identity profile] windstwilight.livejournal.com 2010-02-11 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
The girl blinked, half surprised. "Um." Recruit? "Yeah. Sure." Though if she was recruiting, recruiting... It'd be sorta weird to try to draft people into it. She could always drag in her friends, and try to branch out from there, she guessed. Senna bit her lip, cocking her head to the side in thought. "Got anything in mind? Or just whatever I can come up with?"

[identity profile] itstaichoutoyou.livejournal.com 2010-02-11 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll leave the matter in your hands, but I'd suggest using the bulletin board for advertising. Keep in mind, we're not drafting soldiers. Some of the other patients haven't even been properly trained for combat or warfare. We're just looking for volunteers that might be interested in working with us," Hitsugaya said. It went completely against his usual way of doing things, but after his talk with Hinamori, he knew that's how it had to be in this place. "It doesn't matter who they are, as long as you think we can trust them as allies."