Day 50: Intercom, Evening

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As expected, after the allotted amount of time had passed, the nurses started to move through the waiting rooms to inform the visitors that it was time for them to leave, whereas in the Sun Room King Kong was turned off and the staff quickly sprung to action to put the equipment away.

Meanwhile, the sound of intercom turning on cut into the hustle and bustle, but it was Lydia's voice which came through. "Mr. Landel is taking a quick nap," was all she said by way of explanation, as she seemed to be beyond making lengthy excuses for the man. "Nurses, once the visitors have said their goodbyes, escort the patients back to their rooms for dinner. Tonight there is steak and fries on the menu, with a slice of cheesecake for dessert and vegetarian options if requested.

"Enjoy your food and have a good sleep." Keeping it short, the intercom then turned off.

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[lighthearted]

Sora wasn't surprised to hear that Kairi had been nice to the shinigami. There was a reason that they were friends, after all! He nodded and smiled, making a mental note to ask Kairi about that meeting when he saw her later on. He'd like to hear about what the girl's opinion of his roommate was.

A little surprised when Hanatarou stood up (was it that late already?), Sora watched him start digging through his closet in search of what turned out to be a pillowcase that looked full to the brim with... something. Turning to watch the other boy dump it onto the bed, Sora continued with his dinner as he kept an eye on him. "What are you doing?" he asked. "What's in there?" The rattling noise sounded kind of familiar, but Sora couldn't immediately place it.

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Hanatarou carefully upended the pillowcase onto the bed, shaking it one extra time to make sure that there wasn't anything left before he glanced over his shoulder toward his roommate. "Ah? This?" It wasn't anything special, was it? Although Sora probably hadn't really seen it before, so maybe he was just curious.

He turned back to the small pile on his bed, reaching down to spread it out over the covers. "It's... stuff I found upstairs, in the pharmacy, a while ago. Medicines and... well, I don't really, ah, know all of what it is. It's not like what we had at home."

[lighthearted]

As Hanatarou explained, Sora continued to eat his dinner, chewing his steak thoroughly before swallowing each time. It was one thing that his mother had always be on his case about when he'd been younger; she'd been worried that his habit of eating fast would just lead to him choking someday. When that had almost happened one time, he'd learned that it was best to listen to her.

Besides, for the moment he was in no rush, and so he sat up a little in his seat to better see the pill bottles that were now scattered across his roommate's bed. "Oh, that's a good idea! I mean... I guess that's more useful if you're sick, but there's also stuff that helps with pain, right?" He'd seen the nurses hand out pills like that before. "But..." He paused in his eating and peered curiously at Hanatarou. "Why do you need that stuff? You can already heal really well on your own!" Was the other boy putting himself down again, thinking he wasn't good enough on his own? That was no good!

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"Huh?" Hanatarou blinked at Sora in vague confusion. Maybe it was nice of his roommate to think that he was better than he really was, but... back at home he wasn't very helpful, and her he couldn't do very much here at all. He was practically useless-- any of the other healers could probably do more, even with the limitations they all had here. If he said anything of the sort, though, Sora would probably try to make him feel better or something, so Hanatarou supposed it would be best to save him the trouble.

He shook his head and turned back to the scattered medicines, gesturing at them vaguely with one hand. "Not everyone is a healer, and... well, people with those abilities can't do as much here. Anything that helps can, you know, be useful." He considered a moment, then shrugged and moved back to the closet, this time to fetch his clothing. "The other people from the, ah, paramedic group might find it useful."

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Explaining it that way, Sora could see why Hanatarou had gone to the trouble of finding the pills, but it still seemed like a job that was better left to people who needed to use them because they didn't have the power to heal on their own. Then again, Sora had often collected metal for other people even though he already had his Keyblade, so it wasn't like he could really question his roommate for doing that. Collecting useful items was always a good thing.

"It was nice of you to get it for them, then," the boy said with a smile as he pushed his dinner tray away and stood up to get dressed. If Hanatarou was doing it, then that probably meant that it was about time that he changed as well, especially since it took a while. Part of him realized that he was just wasting time by switching clothes every night, but these were his clothes and he wasn't just going to let them hang in the closet unused. "I hope that paramedic thing is still going strong?" he half-asked, half-stated as he pulled his clothes out.

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Hanatarou paused for a moment with hakama in hand, then finally blinked and managed a small smile. "I... guess so?" he replied, dropping his real clothing on the side of his desk not occupied by the tray of mostly uneaten dinner before he started to remove the grey uniform thing. The only people who had commented on Peter's post earlier was himself and Nataku, and Nataku was going to be busy tonight.

Tsukasa was still around, wasn't he? And Sakura. Best not to mention Sakura to Sora, though, unless he wanted to be teased again. Hanatarou made a mental note to specifically check on the others in the morning, then remembered how shy Sora always was about changing and turned his back on his roommate. "We're meeting up here tonight again. To look over what I have, and, ah, go find some more supplies. Since I know where they are."

[lighthearted]

So Hanatarou was keeping it up. That was good. From what Sora could tell, running the clubs took a lot of work. Even Arts and Crafts seemed to be struggling lately, and he was going to have to post to the bulletin tomorrow to see how many people were still interested. If it ended up disbanding, he'd be upset, but it would mean that there would be less friction between him and Riku about the whole issue. Unless Riku tried to get him to start another club. Sora wasn't sure if he had it in him to do all of that, but...

It wasn't something he needed to worry about just yet. Thankful for Hanatarou's thoughtfulness about the changing, Sora turned his back further and worked on getting all the different parts of his outfit on. He'd done it so many times that it was more or less second nature, but it still took some time. "Well, that sounds good!" he said, nodding to himself. It admittedly sounded kind of boring, but Sora wasn't going to say that. Supplies were still important, and he would have been willing to do the same if it'd been needed for his club. So that was that.

And their timing was perfect. Right as Sora finished getting changed, the intercom sounded.