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The Scarecrow of Oz ([personal profile] scarefaux) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2010-11-26 02:48 pm

Day 53: Sun Room, Morning

With breakfast finished and a new acquaintance made, the Scarecrow's mind turned to his other friends. The disappearance of Depth Charge's friend had brought back memories of how he'd felt when Kaiji went missing: helpless, useless, as though he should have and could have done something more to find him. If only he had his brain, then maybe he could have thought of something!

As much as he didn't like to admit it, it was unlikely his former roommate was still within the Institute's walls at this point, though the Scarecrow wouldn't know for sure unless Kaiji returned to visit him as Dorothy had, encouraging his supposed recovery. There was still the concern that Landel, despite his vile methods, was actually right and he was suffering from the delusion of having been a scarecrow in Oz. After all, that movie had been a pretty elaborate trick. Would he have planted it in town on purpose, knowing the Scarecrow would be taken there the night of the enchanted doors? And how could he guarantee that once he did find it, he'd take it and actually watch it? There was so much guesswork involved- it seemed the Wizard Landel either liked coincidences or he had more power on his side than any of the patients could have guessed.

The Scarecrow stopped by the bulletin board before heading for a seat, considering writing a note to his friends to check on them. He'd heard from Depth Charge, Remy, and Kibitoshin within a day's time, so he figured they were probably fine (as fine as Depth Charge could have been after last night, anyway). He'd seen Mele and Scar the day before. He put a finger to his head, thinking- he'd not heard from Abe or Sangamon in a day or so, but being professionals, they were probably very busy. Perhaps a note would be best for them.

[Kibby]

[identity profile] savagesolitude.livejournal.com 2010-12-08 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, stole it," Claire affirmed softly. "They don't have chocolate here to give us, so I brought some in from outside. I went to a town last night." Claire managed a half-hearted smile at that. The trip had been a grim disappointment, but she didn't want to trouble Goku with the details.

Once he'd gobbled up what was left of the candy bar Claire let herself relax, leaning back into the comfort of the cushions. One hand remained on the cat's head, stroking it lazily behind the ears. "I don't know." She frowned, fixing a solemn eye on Goku. "I don't think they're going to let us go, Goku. We have to find our own way out."
monkeyboy: (>))

[personal profile] monkeyboy 2010-12-09 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
While Goku didn't appreciate sneaky tactics, it helped to win him over now that the hot item was now happily becoming one with the boy's digestive system. "What's the point of keeping us? It's dumb. They ain't, like, doin' anything with us like uhhh..." Words escaped him omentarily, but that was nothing unusual. "Booby traps or soldiers or uhh uhhh rooms that get smaller and then squish you...!" Goku's experience with villainy was limited, but he knew that they always tried to get him and beat him. These guys, on the other hand, just fed him and made him sit and get bored. They weren't very good at this bad guy stuff.

But the monkey boy was glad Claire was on the same page as he. Goku was getting tired of this place. He had stuff to do, and sitting here was not good for his training. Finding a way out themselves would be fun. "Hee hee, the best way...!" The young boy was so excited, he couldn't help but sock his palm with an anxious fist.