damned_institute | Day 48: Intercom, Evening

"AACHOO! Ahem!" The Head Doctor's slightly-better-but-still-congested voice came on clearly over the intercom. The sound of Nurse Lydia sighing and pulling out a tissue from somewhere in the background was also audible.

"Ah! Yes, thank you..." the Head Doctor muttered before continuing: "Well, it seems like today, like all days, must come to an end, even if it wasn't quite as bright and cheerful as we would like, hmmm? In any case, everyone will now be escorted to their quarters.... mmaahh... AAACHOO! Ah! Erb– yes, to their quarters, where they'll be served some Atlantic wild-caught salmon seasoned with garlic and herbs, along with mashed potatoes and a small garden salad. Our usual vegetarian alternatives and drinks are also available, along with a chocolate mousse dessert.

"And that's all... all ...aaaachoo!"

The intercom clicked off.

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Yukari was in a good mood when she got back to her room - she was warm, she was clean, she was entertained and the night would only get better from here. Dinner was fish as well, fish that wasn't soaked in oil and fried to death, a wonderful change, but she only ate a little of it before pushing it aside for now - she had to save room, after all, for Sheena's curry. Ah, she was looking forwards to this. It would be the first relatively normal thing she'd spend a night doing here. Yukari wasn't one of those who clung to what was "normal", but when every night was spent dealing with torture and strange happenings and their after-effects, it got a bit tiring. Just relaxing for once would be delightful.

Humming to herself, Yukari flounced on over to the closet, eager to pull out what to wear. There was, of course, her dress, but what was in her box, she wondered. The box of possessions she'd spent last night getting her hands on.

Pulling the lid off, there were some various little bits, like some kind of hand-held device with a screen and some keys, but of more interest were the clothes~!

It looked like there was a whole outfit, probably whatever she'd been wearing when she'd been admitted. She pulled out the white suit jacket and collared shirt along with a delightfully purple tie with a yin-yang design on it in orange (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v348/Hiroshige/PresidentYukari.jpg). Unfortunately, it seemed that was all there was; no pants, no shoes, no lacy underthings. A little disappointing after her initial expectations, but still quite the find.

So, this was what Violet wore? She could vaguely recall the outfit from the fake memories they'd given her. It was no dress and much more conforming to the business world that the woman occupied. No ribbons and other fanciful accessories here. However, she could still see little hints of her own extravagance in Violet's tastes. The frilly cuffs of the shirt, the bright color and design on the tie, things like that. She just had to show it off and it just so happened she had the perfect opportunity at hand.

Ah, tonight would be fun.

Day 48: Intercom, Evening

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