Day 50: Cafeteria (Brunch)

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Somehow, after their talk in the chapel, Elaine felt simultaneously more accepting of and more irritated by her future husband. On the one hand, seven years had clearly been good to him. He seemed more sincere and thoughtful than he had been before his disappearance, and he had a more mature (dare she say, handsome?) look to him. On the other hand, there were clearly some things that made even time throw up its hands in vain and say, "To hell with this!" Guybrush was still inexorably prone to disastrous accidents if the story about the Pox of LeChuck was anything to go by, and he was so obviously keeping something important from her that any passing dolt in the Institute would have been able to tell. In the end, that eternal underlying sweetness of his that won out, keeping her from punching him again, at least. That was only by a hairs width, though. Her snugglecakes was going to have to stay on his best behaviour if he knew what was good for him.

She left the Mighty Pirate™ alone for the time being when the announcement of the next shift went off. He would want some time to catch up with Morgan next, presumably. As much as the woman's attitude bothered her, she was a friend of Guybrush's, as she had claimed. Elaine could be strict, but she wasn't the kind of shrewish future wife/past fiancé who would keep her man from seeing his friends. Besides, she needed some more time to catch up on the goings-on of the Institute. Patients filled the building to the brim, now, it seemed; there would be a lot to investigate.

After a few quick trips back and forth to the bulletin and a few new leads to follow up on, the governor gave in to her nurse's persistent nagging and headed to the cafeteria for brunch. After the relatively light fare of the day before, Elaine took advantage of the Institute's admittedly scrumptious offerings and loaded up a full, balanced brunchfast of eggs, sausage links, waffles, and vegetable soup. As expected, the selection of drinks did not offer either root beer or grog. Grog she could live without, at least, she thought while making a face. Eugh. For now, she settled for a tall glass of water.

Elaine settled into a seat in the cafeteria and tucked into her meal. Her eyes didn't stay on her food, though, instead gazing around restlessly; she hadn't seen LeChuck so far this morning, and god forbid he wanted to invite himself to brunch with her if he chose now to show up. A certain horribly unpleasant dinner on Mêlée Island came to mind. She was prepared to either move at the first sign of the dread pirate or signal a random stranger to sit with her before he could.

[For Dean]

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"I'd be okay with trying the basement," she decided, tapping her fingers against the table gently. Despite having Rukia's sword for quite some time, she was still yet to use it. Of course, she had a feeling if she wandered around with Sora and Riku at her side, they would most likely take care of things quickly, but still. She at least wanted to try! "It might be an interesting place to look. Or perhaps we could try to get over the wall?"

Honestly, she was okay with anything. At least they would have a plan.

"Sora and I will be okay if you want to see Naminé," Kairi turned towards Riku with a smile. "It's good to know that she has you to protect her."

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Riku thought about it, and realized it would be bad if he made plans to head out with Naminé to where she wanted to go, and then she didn't end up coming around again. He remembered that she needed to get things from the area they were headed toward, and it would be likely for her to want to head there again. Still, she might want to wait and see until the random moving around stopped. There was a chance that tonight would be the same way.

In fact, the chances of that were something he wanted to think about and see.

"I'll try and write her again," he decided. "If she doesn't reply, then I won't go looking for her. She might be asleep." Some patients, he realized, spent the day asleep, so there was a chance that Naminé might be in the same boat. "And besides, we can't plan to go anywhere without knowing if tonight's gonna be the same. We can try and head places, but we can't know for sure."

[lighthearted]

At least they were getting some kind of plan together. That made Sora feel a little better, since last night had been pretty confusing, as he hadn't known what either of his friends had been up to. Even if Riku did decide to go along to help Naminé, Sora wouldn't mind, since at least he'd know what his friend was doing with his night.

But Riku had a point about the coming nightshift. Sora frowned down at his plate of food; he hadn't even considered that things might still be out of sorts with the doors tonight.

"Stuff like that usually only lasts one night," he commented, since that did seem to be the pattern. The zombies had only been there one night, and he'd only thought he was Matt for a day, so maybe it would be the same with the doors. "Either way, we should be able to meet by the stairs and then figure it out from there, 'cause I was able to go up them without anything weird happening."

It meant they had a plan, at least. Seeing how there hadn't been much news from Arts and Crafts, Sora didn't feel too guilty about teaming up with Kairi and Riku instead.