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damned_institute2010-03-07 11:32 am
lawful_perfect) wrote in damned_institute2010-03-07 11:32 am
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Day 48: Sun Room [Second Shift]
Hmph. While this Rude was the proverbial "man of few words," von Karma found more potential use from him than a number of the other patients he had met put together. He would still ask Franziska about the man... as well as the other people he had learned that she had been spending time around. Many of them were utter fools, especially that Kibitoshin.
He ignored the nurse as she insisted that he stay indoors, lest he "catch his death of pneumonia." Already having planned to meet his daughter in the Sun Room, the prosecutor had no intention of spending the cold, gloomy morning in the Courtyard anyway.
It appeared that he was the first to arrive in the spacious room. Gray light from the overcast sky filtered in through the glass windows high above, making it somewhat more difficult for von Karma to peruse the notes on the bulletin board as he awaited Franziska's arrival.
The lines in his forehead furrowed as he saw Kibitoshin's note to her, asking her whether she was "feeling better." What made that blasted oaf think that it was any of his business how she was doing or to worry about her?! She had been raised to take care of herself, damn it! ...Did Franziska say or do something that would lead the clumsy idiot to think otherwise? This, among other things, von Karma would ask her.
After removing his daughter's response to his original note from the board -- and noting that Ms. Taura had yet to reply to his other note -- he sat down at a table in a remote corner of the room, claiming this space that would afford him and his daughter the most privacy.
Mew?
What was that noise? And what was that tugging sensation at the leg of his pants? He peered down in the direction from which the irritating sound had come and was greeted by a tiny orange kitten that had the mistaken notion that his leg was a climbing post. Infernal creature! One glance at his face, and the furry little nuisance was suddenly at the other end of the room, having cleared it within several skittish bounds. Good riddance!
[Waiting for his Dear Daughter]
He ignored the nurse as she insisted that he stay indoors, lest he "catch his death of pneumonia." Already having planned to meet his daughter in the Sun Room, the prosecutor had no intention of spending the cold, gloomy morning in the Courtyard anyway.
It appeared that he was the first to arrive in the spacious room. Gray light from the overcast sky filtered in through the glass windows high above, making it somewhat more difficult for von Karma to peruse the notes on the bulletin board as he awaited Franziska's arrival.
The lines in his forehead furrowed as he saw Kibitoshin's note to her, asking her whether she was "feeling better." What made that blasted oaf think that it was any of his business how she was doing or to worry about her?! She had been raised to take care of herself, damn it! ...Did Franziska say or do something that would lead the clumsy idiot to think otherwise? This, among other things, von Karma would ask her.
After removing his daughter's response to his original note from the board -- and noting that Ms. Taura had yet to reply to his other note -- he sat down at a table in a remote corner of the room, claiming this space that would afford him and his daughter the most privacy.
Mew?
What was that noise? And what was that tugging sensation at the leg of his pants? He peered down in the direction from which the irritating sound had come and was greeted by a tiny orange kitten that had the mistaken notion that his leg was a climbing post. Infernal creature! One glance at his face, and the furry little nuisance was suddenly at the other end of the room, having cleared it within several skittish bounds. Good riddance!
[Waiting for his Dear Daughter]
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"Eheh! I forgot to introduce you. Ta-da! This is Usa-chan! My Nana made him for me when I was little. She's really good huh! It's the only one like it in the whole world, even though it looks like you could buy it somewhere."
Making himself comfortable on the couch, Honey smiled easily, "What about Bella-chan? Now it's your turn to tell me something about you! Hmmm like... Where are you from? Or what's your favorite thing to do?"
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"It's a very nice bunny," she told him with a smile when he held it out for her to look at. How nice, a family made present. She knew from experience that those were always the best; her mother tended to make her things, and she admitted she still had all of them hiding about somewhere in her room. "I like it."
Talking about herself was never really her strong point, so Bella simply shrugged her shoulders and leaned back against the couch once again, thinking. "I'm from Forks, Washington ... USA. It's a pretty small town so not really anyone has ever heard of it, so that's okay if you haven't heard of it either." A laugh, and she continued. "And ... my favourite thing to do? I don't ... know, really. I like a bunch of things, honestly. What about you? Where are you from?"
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He listened intently while she talked, but couldn't place a Forks, Washington. There were a lot of Washingtons in America, but there hadn't been a DC, so that meant the state, right?
"Mmmm I've been to Washington D.C. a few times before, does that count?" he tried with a smile. Even if he got good grades and traveled a lot, geography was still difficult and the US had so many states!
"I'm from Tokyo, but my family travels a lot, so I've visited America lots of times! My favorite things are cakes and sweets and anything cute, but especially bunnies. Oh! And playing with the Host Club members back home. It's one of the most popular clubs in our high school! Is Bella-chan in school too?" It wasn't nice to make assumptions about a lady's age, so Honey picked his words carefully. She didn't seem very old, maybe the same age as Takashi, so it was possible she'd graduated, but maybe she was still in high school too?
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... But then everything went weird, and the teenager froze at the mention of ... high school? Her thoughts froze for a second before restarting once again, and she blanched, blinking a few times before opening and closing her mouth. "I ... graduated a few months ago from high school ... but wait. ... You're in high school?" A pause, and Bella frowned. "How old are you?"
A boy who looked like just that appeared to be older than he really was? It was like the opposite of a certain other boy she knew.
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"It's nice there. America is soooo big!" he added.
Ooh, so Bella was just out of high school. He'd been pretty close! And he'd be at the same level pretty soon. Well, as soon as they got back home. And while it wasn't all that uncommon for people to be surprised about his age or his grade, Honey was used to it by now.
"Mmhmm!" he nodded enthusiastically. "Me and my best friend Takashi are in our Senior year. You might have seen him around here too. He's really really tall! Um... but I'm a few months older than him. I'm eighteen and he's seventeen. We'll be graduating this year too! It's exciting!"