Day 56: Tasty Burger (Noon)

May 08, 2011 16:43

Peter didn't know if he and Firo had left on the best terms, if only because the younger man was still so confused about what was going on in this place. The change in time period had a lot to do with it, but it had also sounded like he'd had a lot going on in his life before ending up here. Then again, who hadn't? Peter had just exploded before ( Read more... )

byrne, kirk, scott pilgrim, badd, peter petrelli, edgeworth, lightning, snow, battler, spock, ruby, wichita, sam winchester, america

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v_v thestormishere May 27 2011, 00:36:03 UTC
Lightning simply hung back as Snow went off to join the line up to the servers, everything about her body language closed off as she stood staring sullenly at the people and things around her. The fact that they were staying here even this short amount of time, getting food... it seemed wrong to her. Did they have time to be messing around?

Of course, all of this seemed wrong to her. The question kept leaping into her mind- were these random people really worth trying to fool by the military forces currently in control of the institute? Why hide what they were doing behind the facade of a hospital? From what she'd seen so far, none of the town's population seemed very happy about their presence; the ex-soldier seriously doubted that any of them would really notice or even care if the 'patients' stopped showing up at all!

But it also brought up another odd thought, and Lightning's crossed arms only tightened around each other as it occurred to her: Did the modern people of Pulse as a whole not want to fight Cocoon any more? ... Did they even know about l'Cie?

... Then, in her intensified state, the young woman's eyes landed on someone wearing what must have been the restaurant's uniform, holding a long staff...thing in her hands. After several too-long moments of confusion, she realized that-- was she cleaning the floor manually like that?

This place was... wrong. There was no other word to describe it.

And as soon as Snow returned, it was obvious that she was beyond ready to get out again. "I don't really want that," she said flatly, stepping back slightly towards the door, holding up her hand with fingers half-straightened. Even with as little as she'd eaten during her time imprisoned, she wasn't very hungry at all, and the scent of this place wasn't helping.

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