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DAY 23: BREAKFAST
That hadn't felt like an entire night.
And his goddamn head hurt. Pounded, even. Enough that he wondered if he was going to end up playing another round of "Christen the nurse" this morning.
Maybe it was because he'd spent so much time and energy trying to find Nowe. That could be the reason behind both those problems. Just the thought of it made his stomach turn, made him want to fucking choke something.
Still, there was shit to do. He forced himself out of bed to put away his pens and the other leftovers from the adventures that didn't happen last night. He'd have to try to talk to Sora today, to see if they could just do tonight what they were going to do last night... and to see if the kid was doing alright.
...he just wished his head would stop hurting. That was probably the result of just how badly he'd overreached himself the previous morning.
The nurse that showed up to get him was cheerful. He grunted at her, listening to her with only half an ear until she mentioned all the excitement, about someone pretending to be a patient, all that crap that Landel had mentioned.
Renji gave her a narrow-eyed look. "Dr. Landel is a goddamn lying coward, and he's lying about that, too," he said. Whether it was true or not, there was only so much good cheer he could take on a shitty morning. "I hope he chokes on a cock." No matter how much venom he put in that statement, it wasn't enough.
Then he had to listen to a lecture about language and gratitude for the rest of the walk to the cafeteria, so maybe it wasn't worth it after all. She dragged him through the breakfast line, and he ended up with granola and toast and tea and a cinnamon roll, because not even a shitty fucking night could ruin his sweet tooth. Though that thing was looking a little too sweet.
The cafeteria was pretty much empty; he had his run of the place. He sat himself about as far from the doors as he could get, and proceeded to stare at his breakfast.
And his goddamn head hurt. Pounded, even. Enough that he wondered if he was going to end up playing another round of "Christen the nurse" this morning.
Maybe it was because he'd spent so much time and energy trying to find Nowe. That could be the reason behind both those problems. Just the thought of it made his stomach turn, made him want to fucking choke something.
Still, there was shit to do. He forced himself out of bed to put away his pens and the other leftovers from the adventures that didn't happen last night. He'd have to try to talk to Sora today, to see if they could just do tonight what they were going to do last night... and to see if the kid was doing alright.
...he just wished his head would stop hurting. That was probably the result of just how badly he'd overreached himself the previous morning.
The nurse that showed up to get him was cheerful. He grunted at her, listening to her with only half an ear until she mentioned all the excitement, about someone pretending to be a patient, all that crap that Landel had mentioned.
Renji gave her a narrow-eyed look. "Dr. Landel is a goddamn lying coward, and he's lying about that, too," he said. Whether it was true or not, there was only so much good cheer he could take on a shitty morning. "I hope he chokes on a cock." No matter how much venom he put in that statement, it wasn't enough.
Then he had to listen to a lecture about language and gratitude for the rest of the walk to the cafeteria, so maybe it wasn't worth it after all. She dragged him through the breakfast line, and he ended up with granola and toast and tea and a cinnamon roll, because not even a shitty fucking night could ruin his sweet tooth. Though that thing was looking a little too sweet.
The cafeteria was pretty much empty; he had his run of the place. He sat himself about as far from the doors as he could get, and proceeded to stare at his breakfast.
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Still, he had to wonder about the guy's family history when he was the eighth one.
"I didn't do this to myself," he said, sounding incredulous. What gave Faust that idea? "I got attacked by rotting demon dogs last night. The guy I was with healed my wounds as much as he could. We were stuck out on the field, but the next thing I knew I was waking up and all the cuts were bandaged up." Definitely not normal.
"Oh, and uhh... No need for the Mr. part," he clarified. He knew Faust was just trying to be respectful, but it sounded downright weird.
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Dead dogs? Darkwing said they had been rotting. No chance of it being Frankie then. All the flesh had long since gone from his faithful pet.
"That sounds quite odd," he agreed. Rotting animals allowed to roam when the people here were? If Faust had thought this place to be an actual hospital before, his beliefs would certainly be shaken. As it was, he was just more unhappy. People here were trapped and a mad man was toying with them.
....
Sounded familiar actually. But Faust didn't do that any longer. And he'd never thought of himself as some kind of Lord and Master. That was silly.
"Demon dogs?" He didn't sound like he didn't believe. "Do they regularly roam the facility here?" Neither Javert nor Faust had come across anything remotely
familiarmonstrous like that last night. And he certainly didn't see anything like that now.no subject
In fact, there were a surprising amount of well-meaning people in this place. Supposedly insane, but none of them seemed deranged to any level beyond normal. After all, everyone was a little off in their own way, but that was not enough to merit getting thrown in here. Though it seemed like a cover-up, anyway. A very evil-doer thing to do.
"Not during the day," he explained, as if that was obvious. Wouldn't there have been more screaming and mayhem, in that case? "At night there's all sorts of things, though. Or so I've heard." He shrugged. "I've just seen the dogs." Darkwing got the feeling he would see many more monsters that looked like they belonged in Morgana's father's mansion. His luck was just that good.