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damned_institute2010-02-04 08:19 pm
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Day 47: Recreational Field [Fourth Shift]
Ema let the nurse lead her through the facility and out into the recreational field. She wished the nurse hadn't have taken the journal out of her hands to be left in the room--there was quite a bit to take in and Ema's hands were itching to record every little detail. If she was, in fact, kidnapped in order to prevent Lana from being proven innocent, then she was going to have to pass along everything she possibly could to Mr. Wright the instant she managed to get free.
However, that hypothesis was starting to fall apart, as much as Ema wasn't quite ready to let it go. The nurse had called her "Marie," for starters, and it was becoming increasingly obvious that Ema was not the only prisoner. This was a rather large facility, and there were several cells (dormitories?) that lined even the halls the nurse led her through. And then there was that comment that her family had admitted her. That made the least sense of all; Lana couldn't have done this to her to get her out of the way of the trial.
Could she? Lana was really well-connected; it wasn't likely, but it was possible. The thought made Ema a bit sick to her stomach. The two of them didn't get along these days, sure, but to have her kidnapped and locked up somewhere? That was just cruel. Her sister was not cruel. She hoped.
Maybe it was better that Ema didn't have her notebook. She was too lost in her own thoughts to really take in her surroundings. Before she knew it, the nurse opened the door to the recreational field, smiled down at her, and told her to go have fun. Wearing the same smile, she gave a warning not to try running off--there were people watching, and this place was for her own good. There went that idea.
New plan: talk to other prisoners (patients?) and see what the heck was going on. Ema strode past the nurse and into the field, hoping that she wasn't going to be forced to actually do anything physical while outside. Sports were not her thing, and that was the last thing she wanted to be put through after the day she'd had so far.
[Free~!]
However, that hypothesis was starting to fall apart, as much as Ema wasn't quite ready to let it go. The nurse had called her "Marie," for starters, and it was becoming increasingly obvious that Ema was not the only prisoner. This was a rather large facility, and there were several cells (dormitories?) that lined even the halls the nurse led her through. And then there was that comment that her family had admitted her. That made the least sense of all; Lana couldn't have done this to her to get her out of the way of the trial.
Could she? Lana was really well-connected; it wasn't likely, but it was possible. The thought made Ema a bit sick to her stomach. The two of them didn't get along these days, sure, but to have her kidnapped and locked up somewhere? That was just cruel. Her sister was not cruel. She hoped.
Maybe it was better that Ema didn't have her notebook. She was too lost in her own thoughts to really take in her surroundings. Before she knew it, the nurse opened the door to the recreational field, smiled down at her, and told her to go have fun. Wearing the same smile, she gave a warning not to try running off--there were people watching, and this place was for her own good. There went that idea.
New plan: talk to other prisoners (patients?) and see what the heck was going on. Ema strode past the nurse and into the field, hoping that she wasn't going to be forced to actually do anything physical while outside. Sports were not her thing, and that was the last thing she wanted to be put through after the day she'd had so far.
[Free~!]
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"Um, hi!" Anise replied with a somewhat awkward smile. Even if the girl was being friendly, she figured she probably owed a quick explanation of her behavior. Just so she didn't wind up with a reputation for being weird. That would be the worst. "Sorry for staring like that. You kinda look like my roommate, so from a distance, I thought maybe you were her."
If this girl was a relative or something of Rika's, she would probably know right away who Anise was talking about. Hopefully she'd clear things up without needing much pushing from Anise's end. She didn't want to look nosy or anything. Even if she really was kind of nosy.
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This was a good chance to gather some information about Rika herself, so Erika was completely fine with interrogating this girl. If there was another piece that looked like Bernkastel walking around, then it would be foolish to ignore it. This game was quite interested, building layer upon layer of mystery. As soon as she found the connecting point, though, it would all crumble.
"In a sense. We may be distantly related," Erika noted, stressing the word "distantly". It would be a pain to explain the true nature of their relationship and on the gameboard, they were probably cousins of a sort. Or maybe not at all. She would really have to find that out.
"How is Rika? Are you a friend of hers?" Establishing a connection would be a good start. It wouldn't hurt to keep this 'relative' impression up either, at least for the moment. It wasn't far from the truth, anyway.
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But it did seem that this stranger knew exactly who Anise was talking about, since she mentioned Rika's name right away. "Well... I guess we're friends. We only talked for a little while at dinner, though." She didn't know the girl very well yet, but they'd gotten off to a good start, chatting about fun things like festivals. It had made what was going to be a horrible, stressful night a little more bearable. "I missed her last night, though, so I couldn't really tell you how she is. Have you heard from her today?"