http://voiceless-rage.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] voiceless-rage.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2007-04-13 04:08 pm (UTC)

Just as Caim was finishing the first part of his meal, someone sat down near him with a smile that seemed to have been through better days. He gave the person a scrutinizing look, trying to determine first the gender and then the intent. Definitely feminine, but from the way the clothes fell (although they seemed to fall the same way on everyone) the figure was clearly male.

Caim gave a half-shrug. He didn't care either way if he was joined in a ridiculous meal like this. From the look of the boy, he didn't have any idea what this food was, either. This place was ridiculous - did they honestly expect them to know what any of this was?

Yes, he suddenly thought, they did. They thought everyone here was from their world, and therefore knew everything about it and were just pretending. Damn them all, but they wouldn't keep him here much longer. With his newfound weapon, he'd have them bleeding on the floor in a matter of days ... !

Inadvertantly, he stabbed the plate too hard with the fork, causing a loud screeching noise that dragged him back into reality. Caim pulled it away from the plate and ate what food was left on it, focusing his good eye on the boy nearby.

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