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Day 51: Breakfast
Yuffie Kisaragi, indomitable bouncing ball of sunshine and unfathomable ebullience, was tired. It'd been a long night full of gibberish and getting nowhere fast.
"Can't I—"
Plucky, who had been busily loading a plate full of French toast and bacon, tittered. "I'm afraid not, Hanna, darling. A chat over a nice, hearty breakfast would do you a world of good, don't you think?"
"Aaaaactually—"
"Come on, let's find you a seat. Plenty to choose from this morning!"
For a long moment, Yuffie seriously considered doing something—anything—to act out. Punch her nurse, rub jam in an orderly's face, climb a wall and hang off the ceiling, jump on a table and parody Loveless… A ruckus like that would definitely jolt her back into gear, right? Sedation aside. And it'd turn Plucky's good day right on its head, which was always a bonus worth shooting for.
But, by the time she'd reached a decision—and it was an epic decision, a really awesome one; everybody'd appreciate the genius, she was sure—she was already alone. Her breakfast tray had been set down neatly by the nurse, who had left with an infuriatingly winsome smile.
"Wow," Yuffie muttered. Shaking her head, she picked a chair at random and threw herself into it. She kicked back, one arm slung across her eyes, to wait. For what, she wasn't totally sure. Some moron to decide that she looked like good company? That was how it usually went.
"Can't I—"
Plucky, who had been busily loading a plate full of French toast and bacon, tittered. "I'm afraid not, Hanna, darling. A chat over a nice, hearty breakfast would do you a world of good, don't you think?"
"Aaaaactually—"
"Come on, let's find you a seat. Plenty to choose from this morning!"
For a long moment, Yuffie seriously considered doing something—anything—to act out. Punch her nurse, rub jam in an orderly's face, climb a wall and hang off the ceiling, jump on a table and parody Loveless… A ruckus like that would definitely jolt her back into gear, right? Sedation aside. And it'd turn Plucky's good day right on its head, which was always a bonus worth shooting for.
But, by the time she'd reached a decision—and it was an epic decision, a really awesome one; everybody'd appreciate the genius, she was sure—she was already alone. Her breakfast tray had been set down neatly by the nurse, who had left with an infuriatingly winsome smile.
"Wow," Yuffie muttered. Shaking her head, she picked a chair at random and threw herself into it. She kicked back, one arm slung across her eyes, to wait. For what, she wasn't totally sure. Some moron to decide that she looked like good company? That was how it usually went.
no subject
Depending on what Mason eventually came up with, Uryuu felt he could venture a guess as to the wait. The longer the pause, the less he felt inclined to trust what would be said. At the moment, it probably related to the matter of languages. Had it been to do with "shit pulled at night", the wait could be attributed to distress, or the search for a sufficient summary. Given how easily Mason had mentioned it, Uryuu doubted that.
The answer came, and Uryuu found himself trusting it despite his misgivings. As unnatural as the idea of relying on another person was, he had little choice. Better a patient than an employee. He could confirm these details with others, as well, and given the topic, see for himself. In any case, once Mason began talking, Uryuu's feigned concentration on the meal returned to bottom rung, and he looked across at the other guy, steady and absorbing.
Despite the crude language, the guy was clearly savvy. The man of the hour, Head Doctor Landel himself, certainly seemed the type to do things for no reason other than malice, or boredom. Any reason at all. And after the languages overheard, even he wondered from where everyone else had been taken. The doors sounded absolutely absurd, though it was only one more impossible thing on a teetering stack of others--and not all of them had been placed at this Institute. It had begun in Hueco Mundo, perhaps even Karakura Town.
"Go figure," he echoed, tone dry but not scathing - a recognition of Mason's unwillingness to expand, despite Uryuu's interest in hearing more. A very brief pause to consider his next question, so short as he'd taken time while masticating to organize them.
"Are there frequent escape attempts at night? What is outside this Institute?" And, were there monsters out and in, as Maito Gai seemed to say?