damned_institute | Day 51: Men's Showers [Second Shift]

Bah. So much for yet another suggestion of von Karma's. Such priorities this Institute had. They would implement a foolish suggestion to introduce origami lessons and to offer sewing supplies to select patients, yet refused to allow them to cleanse themselves more often than twice a week -- and, of course, without any additional privacy? How many more of his reasonable suggestions would the Head Lunatic make a point of ignoring?

von Karma scoffed, shaking his head as he entered the shower facility. Fortunately, it appeared that he was the first one in here. As soon as the announcement over the intercom had blared out signaling the shift change, von Karma had been quick to excuse himself from his conversation with Naraku to promptly head for the showers. It had been bad enough last time that there were already three men in the showers by the time he arrived. This time, he would make certain that he would be the first one there.

Without wasting a single second, he disrobed, meticulously washed off the grime from the past several days, dried himself, then got dressed. All within a perfect three minutes, zero seconds, before anyone else had a chance to enter. He would have preferred a much longer time to devote to hygiene, but he didn't want to risk any needless immodesty in front of anyone.

Now finished, he exited the restroom and entered the Sun Room.

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So he did not know. He supposed he was now obligated to tell this human of his species. Well, why not?

"A lion is a feline species, which I suppose would be defined as an animal, which is considered different by you humans I've noticed here," Scar responded. Many of them seemed to think they - and other animals - were not even sentient. Truly, where had they concluded such things? They were utterly ridiculous themselves.

"Where I am from, we are at the top of the food chain," he continued. Though he had to wonder, would he ever find a way back to his original form?

It looked like he had actually been on the right track when he'd started thinking about the Cosmo Canyon dwellers. Zack had only heard descriptions, but he knew that they were somewhere between a canine and a feline, with red coats and sharp claws and teeth. Despite their fearsome appearances, though, they were long-lived and intelligent creatures who held some of the most important secrets about the planet.

That being said, Zack still wasn't sure what to make of this guy. He didn't have the attitude of someone who was wise and at peace with the earth, for one thing.

"Actually, there is something like that on my world. Animals that walk on four legs, but are sentient... maybe even smarter than humans," he remarked as he reached forward to turn off his shower. He was pretty much done, which meant it was about time for him to head back and change. But then he realized something...

"Hey, we haven't even introduced ourselves! I'm Zack," he said with a small nod of his head, knowing better than to try a handshake in this situation.

"I see," Scar responded, at least less condescending than how he had started the rather random conversation out with. "Well, I suppose the species are different in every world. There are no humans where I am from, for instance."

While the other man appeared to be finished with his shower, Scar was still struggling with his. He had no idea which type of goo went on your skin and which type of goo went on your mane. This experience was not only utterly ridiculous, but also unnecessarily complicated. Leave it to these plucked monkeys to come up with such silly things.

Ah, yes. It would seem they had indeed skipped the introductions. The former lion wasn't going to lose any sleep over such a thing, but he supposed it wouldn't hurt to return the favor.

"Scar."

It was pretty weird for Zack to imagine a world without humans. Even ZEX had known a good deal about them, and he was some sort of weird alien thing. In fact, he'd seemed overly familiar with humans, come to think of it, but this guy must have had quite the shock to his system when he'd woken up here. He couldn't imagine how weird it had to be to learn how to walk on two legs after walking on four for your whole life, much less being shoved into a body you didn't even recognize.

No wonder the guy was so moody. See, there was always a reason. "This has to be pretty bizarre, then," he commented as he reached for a towel and started to dry off. He had probably already overstayed his welcome, and while he did want to maybe discuss this further, it looked like it would have to wait for another time.

The guy had a very straightforward name, which made Zack wonder if it was just an alias. Then again, he'd known someone named Genesis, so...

"It was nice talking, Scar," he remarked with a half-smile. Maybe not all that nice, but he'd managed to make the most of it anyway. "I'll see you around." And with a towel wrapped neatly around his waist, the soldier wandered off to go get dressed.

Day 51: Men's Showers [Second Shift]

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