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]
stellarregions: (confusion)

[personal profile] stellarregions 2010-08-25 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I guess so." He wondered what the other man had been expecting. He supposed with all the different people in this place, there might be some interesting variety in musical instruments.

Gren arched an eyebrow. He was pretty sure they were both confused now. "The last place I was living was a town called Blue Crow. It's on Callisto." He paused. Maybe that needed further elaboration. "It's one of Jupiter's moons." If he didn't know Jupiter, there wasn't anything Gren was going to be able to elaborate on. "As for the when, it's 2071 back there. Are you from Earth?" He was taking a guess, but his roommate aside, everyone else he'd talked to so far was.

[identity profile] stlg13bomber.livejournal.com 2010-08-25 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
And we're back to perky and excited. Jupiter, wowie! "I'm only from 1943, we haven't even made it into space yet. What's Callisto like? Tell me about it!" He sat forward in his chair, hands pressed together and mouth open in a wide grin. Everything, give him all the things.

Blue Crow was a funny sort of name for a town, but many things were strange in the future. Gren would be well-versed in the use of the bizarre machines that were the Seedy Players, and the hard music in them, and in the movies that played in color.
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[personal profile] stellarregions 2010-08-25 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"1943?" He paused for a moment, trying to dredge up the history lessons he'd had in school. "There was a war, right?" Or had it been over by then? He wasn't too sure of the dates anymore. As a teenager, it had seemed pretty pointless to study it when there wasn't much left of the earth anyway.

"It's... pretty cold there," he replied. "Snows a lot." He didn't think he wanted to get into just how depressing the whole place was, and kill the guy's enthusiasm. "I was born on Mars, though. It's the biggest colony."

[identity profile] stlg13bomber.livejournal.com 2010-08-25 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mhm," Carter said to the first question, as if it wasn't very important. "I was a soldier in it until I got captured, I was in a POW camp before I got put here. But don't worry, I was an American." Because Americans are the good guys, dontchaknow.

The second subject was far more interesting. "Are there colonies on all the planets and all the moons?" Carter was better with science fiction than astronomy and wasn't aware that some of the planets in the solar system were not suited for people who disliked being crushed into compact pieces of squish by harsh gravity. Science could fix anything!
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[personal profile] stellarregions 2010-08-26 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Really? I served in the army for awhile." That was probably the best way to put it. He'd fought, he'd gone home, and everything after that didn't particularly matter, so far as this conversation went. "Sorry to hear you got captured, though." He did sort of wonder which was worse, a POW camp or this place?

"Not on all of them. There are still some people who live on Earth, and there are large colonies on Mars, Venus, Europa, and Ganymede. Callisto's pretty small population wise. Titan, too. That's were I fought. There are a few asteroids that have a population, but it's mainly mining." He wondered if that was too much information for someone from a time without so much as a space program.