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damned_institute2010-04-13 01:15 pm
diamondstorm) wrote in damned_institute2010-04-13 01:15 pm
Dayshift 49: Bus 2
Morning hit without warning, with the sheer knowledge hitting the Digimon before anything else that today they were going back to Doyletown. Her feet hit the floor and she rotated her right shoulder experimentally. The skin stretched tight, soreness persevering, but it moved fine. She stretched her fingers then curled them into a fist, staring at the tanned skin that was her right arm. If something happened this time... She would be more useful. Her mind replayed the events of last week, and Renamon stilled, considering.
There wasn't much time left to her as the nurse bustled in with an armful of clothes, the same shade as the weeks before. The woman murmured a cheery complaint that it was too cold for skirts and left Renamon to change. The pants were preferable to the past two weeks, though the other item she was left with gave too much to irony. She frowned at it for a minute, then slid it over her head, reflecting that this motion in days or weeks past would have left her shuddering. It meant she was becoming used to this human body, and that was nothing that boded well. She grabbed her notebook before being led to a bus, and slid into a seat halfway down the aisle, pressing against the window. Again, the previous night had been more than short. Was it just her, or was there something more to it?
[for Haseo!]
There wasn't much time left to her as the nurse bustled in with an armful of clothes, the same shade as the weeks before. The woman murmured a cheery complaint that it was too cold for skirts and left Renamon to change. The pants were preferable to the past two weeks, though the other item she was left with gave too much to irony. She frowned at it for a minute, then slid it over her head, reflecting that this motion in days or weeks past would have left her shuddering. It meant she was becoming used to this human body, and that was nothing that boded well. She grabbed her notebook before being led to a bus, and slid into a seat halfway down the aisle, pressing against the window. Again, the previous night had been more than short. Was it just her, or was there something more to it?
[for Haseo!]
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"How dare you! Between you and me I'm the one who has finished college! Calling yourself a genius is nothing but a sad joke!" Ohhhwwah! Shinji was going to hear all about this later on. If he had been a real man and saved her a seat, none of this bullshit would have happened! Her precious youthful time was being wasted on this stupid boy.
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"Hah! Standardized education is garbage! CRUNCH!" he yelled, smacking fist into palm for emphasis. "I'll add it to the heap! Real genius can't be taught in a classroom, you yoctogram! I'm the youngest Officer in Reaper history! Hex, I'm probably the youngest Composer too!" Despite how Joshua looked, Sho knew that was just a temporary form he took for the duration of the Game. In reality, he was surely much older. "So you can take your college diploma and shove it up your asymptote!"
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She couldn't take much more of it. When this punk told her to shove her diploma up her line approaching zero, the redhead lost whatever shred of public decency she had left, her voice loud and shrill for the world to hear. "Don't act like anything you say makes any sense in the real world. So you're some genius 'composer' in your delusions? Big deal! You're just a stupid kid here, so shut up and stay on your own side...!" She gave one final shove, hoping it would land him face or ass first in the aisle if there was a God, before snubbing his existence with a loud "harumph!". There was elsewhere to look for human contact. Though most of the people seated she wasn't familiar with. Just wonder boy and his bum chum and--ugh! Brainy.
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It's not like Sho was a shrimpy guy either; he pretty much towered over nanobrats like Neku and Joshua, and this girl was about the same size as them. Tch. At least she stopped shoving.
"What the factor's your problem anyway?" he grumbled, not really caring what the answer was. As far as he figured it, everyone else had something wrong with them, so it really didn't matter what it was.
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Ugh, but he was far in front of her, how was she going to get his attention?