Day 54: Breakfast

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For once, HK was working very hard to hide a giddy facial expression as he met his nurse at the door. He'd already hidden his scalpels in his clothing. The wonderful, sharp implements of doom would be needed today. “Statement: Despite my reticence towards all processed meat and plant products, I am experiencing intolerable levels of hunger,” he

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Carter felt like the worst kind of coward. He'd made several attempts last night to leave his room, all culminating in hesitating at the door and going back to bed again. As much as he'd thought he'd cheered himself up during the day, after he was left alone with the lights out he found himself unable to bear the thought of meeting his shadow again

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Goku was not very pleased by the selection at breakfast this morning. It made him wish that he had fought a little harder with his nurse earlier. Not that he had been easy on her to begin with. It was just that he couldn't seem to find the strength within himself to overcome such a frail, white witch. The monkey boy had never felt this level of frustration in his life. Or any level of it, to be honest

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Carter almost made a little 'aww' noise at seeing the little kid. He swallowed the bite of apple in his mouth and extended his splinted hand, only to realize it would be bad for handshakes and replace it with his other hand. And then pull it back so he could put down the apple and then extend his left hand for a shake.

"Andrew Carter," he said cheerily after a full half-minute of reorganizing his limbs. "How're you doing?" At least the kid looked like he was having a nice morning. He also looked kind of J...er...maybe he should just not say anything about it until they knew each other better. Carter wasn't in the mood for getting yelled at again because he didn't understand how Future Japanese People worked.

(Speaking of Japan, how was Miss Aigis? He should check on her.)

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Goku looked at the hand for a moment, expecting it to do something before he finally caught on. Unfortunately, Goku's height and the table's width didn't ever agree, and so the young boy had to lean over the table before he could grab Andrew's hand for a shake.

"Okay..." He said pleasantly, wary of his nurse only a few yards away. His attention was brought back to his breakfast and he pouted at it. "They don't have good meat today..." The monkey boy was very disappointed.

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Personally Carter was grateful for any meat that didn't come out of a can, but there were so many different kinds of cultural foods around here that it would be impossible to satisfy everyone. He really needed to get out of his own country more and explore the amazing places that were out there in the world.

"Well, this meat is from pigs...I think." He indicated his ham. "What kind of meat do you usually eat?" He'd heard things about the Chinese and dogs...now that he'd just have to put a foot down on, culture or no culture.

Oh. Oh gosh. Was that what the animals in cages were for? Carter looked panicked at the very thought.

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"Really?" Goku slid down and placed his chin on the table, glaring at the slices of "pig" that were stacked on top of that toasted bread stuff. He took hold of his fork, like his nurse had taught him, and poked at the top cut of ham until it flopped over. "It's so thin! They killed the thinnest pig ever!" How was he supposed to grow big, strong muscles with these dainty woman slices? He wasn't Bulma! He needed substance to his meals!

"Are?" His attention span was finally broken by Carter's question. "Well I really like boar! Wolf's good too, but they're hard to find sometimes. And I like fish too!Is fish a meat? Fish, and uhmm........ uhhh..." Sitting back in his chair, the monkey boy looked up at the ceiling and stayed like that for a moment before snapping his mouth shut. "Yeah," He nodded.

"You like meat right?" It should have been a universal answer, but Goku had learned that some people enjoyed it more than others and his enjoyment was, apparently, beyond fanatical.

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"Of course! I like cows and pigs and chickens and sheep...good American kinds of meat." He'd hunted wolves before but never thought of eating them. Carter poked his own meat in sympathy, then tore the slice in half and ate it. "See? It's very good. It's not thin, they just slice it that way."

There was a shout and the sound of crashing glass from off to the side. Carter watched, perplexed, as one of the other prisoners stood up and started chucking food at the guards. What was that weird person doing? He was wasting all the good food...

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"Hmmmm..." He'd believe it when he tried it himself. Inching closer, as if he were circling a dangerous predator, Goku eventually took hold of a slice between two stubby fingers and dropped it into his mouth. He chewed and winced at the bitter taste of salt that invaded his sense, but Andrew had been right. It wasn't bad, just seasoned differently.

He went for another, but his little hand was stopped when he saw another patient out of the corner of his eye stand up and begin to speak. Goku was in full agreement with Carter on this one: all that food going to waste. He watched each chunk fly as if it were gold being chucked back into a river. It was a depressing sight. "What's he doin'?!" Surprisingly, the monkey boy forgot all about his own meal as he abruptly jumped on top of the table to get a better look at this sudden act of rebellion.

[I can bring a nurse in next post if you want, or? O: ]

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Someone else across the room took up the cause of food-flinging. Carter watched in confusion turning to slow-growing amusement as he realized what was going on.

"It's a...a food fight, I think. Where you have food instead of weapons. I haven't done it since I was a kid but I guess that guy...I dunno." It was a riot, was what it was, a prison riot. Carter thoughtfully looked to the sandwich in his hand as if it was a grenade. A laugh rose up in his throat. It would be so disobedient, even more overt than the nonsense they'd done to Klink and who knows what the repercussions might be around here but plenty of other people were doing it and right now he'd take any chance he could to fight back against the people who'd set the shadow on him.

It was good food. But this was for the cause of Being A Nuisance To Tyrants and that was pure patriotism. Carter took a large bite of the sandwich, chewed furiously, and chucked the remains at the back of one of the orderlies' heads.

[However you want to play it.]

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[Would you like to do this by ourselves, or get a nurse request? I think the NPC mods are getting kinda pulled thin, though]"Ah!" Goku watched the sandwich fly with some part wonder and a whole lot of sadness. When it found a target, though, Goku was rather intrigued by the orderly's reaction. He had never thought of using food as a weapon. He considered the english muffins on his tray, but he just didn't have the heart to waste them, even if he didn't particularly like bread

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[I could have Carter grab Goku instead, would that work?]Carter was too busy laughing to notice Goku at first. He picked up the contents of his tray and flung them up in the air, letting them hit prisoner and captor indiscriminately. It was fun to cut loose and cause chaos again, just like old times. When the nurse came over Carter was already preparing his apologies and his sorry prisoner face, assuming Goku would do the same

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[Sorry for late reply! I had mod questions.]

"Yes, yes, for God-sakes! There's no need for violence! A sedation is more than enough!"

If Goku heard any of the conversation moving between Andrew, the nurse, and one of the officers, he didn't act like it. He continued to windmill his arms and legs despite being detained by his new friend. The monkey boy was still under the impression that he had the upper hand in this situation.

"Don't worry, Andrew!" Goku shouted, still clawing for the officer. Men weren't really supposed to hit women, so with a male rival now in sight, Goku ignored the nurse. "I'll protect ya!"

The nurse quickly beckoned another with a sedative to assist her. "Mr. Fuhrmann, if you could keep Billy still..."

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Carter didn't want Goku sedated either, but it was better than getting his brains bashed out.

"Don't hurt him, please," he begged as he tried to keep the writhing mass of ambiguously Asian child from squirming out of his arms. It was made even more difficult by the fact that his hand was still in a splint and was functionally useless for holding on to Goku. "He's just being silly. He's only a kid." Please let them listen to the nurse, the nurse was a nice lady. Carter felt horrifically guilty for leading Goku on. He should have known a kid wouldn't know the rules of being a prisoner of war and would take it too far.

"It's okay, Goku," he said frantically, leaning on the table for support. "You're gonna take a nap now and then you'll wake up and it'll be okay, okay? You're gonna be fine." It was going to be fine.

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The young boy looked up at Carter, realizing that he was trying to say something. He wasn't sure why he was about to take a nap--he felt just fine!--, but it was enough to distract him from his continuous flurry of movement against the military officer

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Carter reeled, wobbling back and forth as Goku kicked at him. His healing arm was straining and one smack of Goku's arm made him yowl.

Focus, Andrew, focus through the pain. He was getting good at that, right, really good, he was great at that. Carter swallowed and tried to think of more well-intentioned lies. "It's not gonna hurt! It's...it's a magic future needle, okay, it's a special kind, they're made so they don't hurt." He pulled his face into a wide, almost rictus grin as he twisted Goku down onto the table.

It was kind of funny, him being in league with the nurses for once. He'd have a good laugh about it when he wasn't trying to hold down a terrified and surprisingly strong child so he could get injected with chemicals.

akhfksfhj just writing this out is making my needle phobia freak out baww!

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Goku kept wrenching his head left and right to squirm away, but it was no use. The white witch loomed above him with the hypodermic needle with grim determination.

"It'll just take a second, Billy. Just a little sting and it'll be all over, okay?" The nurse didn't wait for a response, however. Wiping the bend of Goku's elbow with antiseptic, she pressed the needle through his skin and down on the plunger.

Goku clenched everything, which only made it hurt worse in the end. He yelped once, but as she promised, it was over with in only a few seconds. Looking up at her with angry black eyes, Goku watched the nurse step away and encourage the uniformed officer to do the same.

"I'll be watching you very closely, Mr. Fuhrmann. Throw one more piece of food, try to retaliate in any way, and I won't be able to control whatever force is deemed necessary to subdue you or Billy." She looked down at the boy who was already showing signs of lethargy and antipathy.