http://notthistrain.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notthistrain.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2010-08-19 12:05 pm

Day 51: Arts & Crafts (4th shift)

There were very few activity shifts, Cloud was sure, that could possibly make him feel more like he was being treated like a child. He took a seat at one of the tables and blankly examined the materials set out before him. A pair of the dullest scissors he'd ever seen were labeled 'ages 3 and up'. It was good to know where the patients stood in this.

He wasn't much of an artist, and he ignored most of the paints and other drawing utensils in favor of a few sheets of colored paper and instructions on how to make origami. That sounded vaguely familiar. Didn't Yuffie have throwing weapons made out of paper at some point? It was something to do anyway, and thus Cloud began the process of crafting what ended up being very elaborate paper wads.

Sadly, his attempts to keep from dwelling on the subject of his missing friend failed when he realized this was something Aerith probably would have enjoyed greatly. Tonight, he and Yuffie would go out and try to accomplish... something. It was depressing to think there really might not be anything they could do, that they might all end up the same as the flower girl eventually.

[for a hopefully more optimistic materia thief]

[identity profile] arc-wrench.livejournal.com 2010-08-22 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
HK looked up, hand still moving across the increasingly gruesome work of art. He wasn't quite as accurate when he wasn't looking at the page, but really, it was all a matter of knowing where the paper was, and where your hand was in relation to it! It wasn't hard, but meatbags never seemed to understand that.

"Negative: Assassin, actually. I just enjoy this memory, and feel it needs to be shared with the meatbags of the world." True, that instance had actually been a minor failure of his, as he had been ordered to bring the target in alive. It had been more than a little embarrassing to only be able to come back with the bottom half. "Query: Would you like a closer look?" Without waiting for an answer, the page was held out to the meatbag.

"Observation: I do not recognize you, meatbag. Were you unceremoniously deposited here today?" The new ones were always fun. Especially given the reaction this one had to the picture! This would be an entertaining shift, he could tell.