Day 57: Sun Room

Jun 22, 2011 02:13

It figured that night would end before Rita and Taura could progress any further. Rita wasn't particularly disappointed to wake up abruptly, as they had reached a dead end. Really, the institute was doing them a favor by bringing them back to the starting point, where they could regroup.

What she didn't appreciate was the loss of valuable time, ( Read more... )

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yin_yang_fox June 30 2011, 03:42:26 UTC
She nodded slightly at his words, expression solemn. Yes, she understood that sentiment quite well. To the point of acting near unintelligently at points. Her mouth thinned, eyes downcast. He was right, really. For anything could happen in this place, and she had been shown that repeatedly. Even as she had believed that fact, nearly from the beginning, she had still been outdone in what could happen here.

...A giant snake....

...Digressing. She looked up at him, blinking once. "In truth, we've probably never even heard of the actual person in charge. Landel himself eluded to his superiors multiple times. The dear head doctor was likely just a middle man." However, this did bring into play the question she put forth at the beginning. "Did you happen to hear the radio last night?" She paused, then went on. "It seems the new voice against oppression, Marc, has come to terms with Landel for the time being."

And they were working together. Like, in the end, there hadn't been big enough differences to keep the, apart. It did exist, the option that this Aquilar was a big enough threat for both to come to terms. However, in short, the military being here had changed little, and despite Renamon's severe distrust of government run organizations, she found herself preferring the openness in which it was ran.

...Though preferring one captor over the other perhaps spoke too well of how long she had been here.

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corvus_veritas June 30 2011, 06:22:48 UTC
The radio? Oh yeah, there had been something going off over the radio at the beginning of the night. Something about escaping and basements and whatnot. Byrne nodded. "I did hear some weird conversation over the radio," he answered, "but I didn't hear or understand much of what was being said. I just know one of the voices was Landel and he was talking about some basement or something." It had been difficult to hear the entire thing from where he'd been standing. But even if he had listened to the conversation more carefully, Byrne would have put the whole thing in the back of his mind anyway. Other things had been much more important at the time. For instance, he had been (and was still) worried about the tales from the future that Badd had for him. And there was always Kay and her whereabouts...

However, the radio conversation was the subject of importance right now. "So who is this Marc fellow then? The other guy that was talking over the radio?" It would seem that he still had much more to learn about the people in this place.

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yin_yang_fox July 1 2011, 04:40:51 UTC
It seemed she'd have to start from the beginning. She gave Byrne a half-smile of amusement, then nodded. "Marc was the other voice. Before I arrived here, there was another voice on the radio. Alec Doyle, known as Mr. Radio or Jack, he gave help and hints and left gifts for the patients here. It turns out that Doyle had previously worked for the institute, and broke away to assist us. Days before I arrived, he was murdered by Landel.

"Marc is his second replacement. The first was a woman named Jill, who acted suspiciously and whose hints often led to traps instead of anything useful. Supposedly, her identity was revealed as Lydia, the head nurse here, which adds more weight to her lack of credibility. We haven't heard from her in a while now."

Renamon tilted her head, returning to the main point. "Marc is relatively new, though his position seems stable. A portion of the populace has even come into contact with him and deemed him worthy to an extent. Though... Now, he's teaming with Landel to take down Aquilar, it seems. So I'd doubt his priorities." An eyebrow lifted, something shadowed crossing her face. "Dealing with a demon to take down a devil never turns out well in the end."

Of the basement, well... She'd allow this to set in first.

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corvus_veritas July 1 2011, 06:38:11 UTC
...It would seem that he still had much more to learn about the people in this place. Much, much more.

Byrne's expression at the moment was something of a mix between surprise, interest, and confusion. Mostly interest, though. The thought that there had actually been an institute staff member who rebelled against the Head Doctor gave Byrne a small amount of hope. Forget the fact he was dead, someone on the inside was actually human enough to stand up for the patient populace. That proved Landel didn't have a bunch of mindless slaves working for him.

"...Looks like I'm gonna have to start paying closer attention to the radio broadcasts from now on." Byrne crossed his arms in a thoughtful pose. For a brief moment he considered asking Renamon just how these folk could be heard over the radio to begin with, but did it really matter? This wasn't a court of law where everything needed to be explained in a ridiculous amount of detail; this was a battle for survival in a place were nothing made a damn bit of sense. It wasn't worth it trying to make things even more complicated than they already were. He would ask a more beneficial question instead. "Has Marc done anything major to help out the patients, though?"

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yin_yang_fox July 2 2011, 21:49:19 UTC
She angled her head in a give. "Sometimes. The majority of the time, it's only commentary. I don't even usually have it on me at night. I only heard last night because I ran into someone carrying theirs when it went off." The strange blond haired man. She idly wondered if he was still here. Of the second question, she wondered. And paused to think. Given time, Renamon might have considered otherwise, but head full of the night's events and light painkillers, nothing came to mind that stood alone. "Not yet, I'm afraid. That I know of. I heard rumors of his movements during the night with the portals, though I know nothing that's actual fact regarding that."

Though, here again, she doubled back. If she spoke of the portal night, here was enough to spark memory of elements and a decorative sword. It was possible Byrne knew as much as she, and if so, would not need to be informed. "Do you know about the basement they were speaking of?"

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corvus_veritas July 3 2011, 19:54:55 UTC
Portals? What was this about portals? ...Well. That was another thing to add to the 'common happenings around here that defied every natural law' list. A curious look briefly flashed across Byrne's face when Renamon mentioned the portals, but he decided not to say anything about it just yet. There were likely many nights with strange occurrences that he wasn't aware of. Those stories could wait. He would rather stay on topic with this basement issue and get that out of the way first.

"I wasn't aware that there was even a basement here," he admitted. "I never saw stairs leading down to it, unless they hid them away somewhere in a different part of the building. What's down there? It must be something important if Landel and Marc were going on about it."

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yin_yang_fox July 4 2011, 03:59:07 UTC
To his look, she gave a half-smile of understanding. Something else that he hadn't heard of, then. She knew he had came in only a few days ago, but she had thought he might have possibly heard about it elsewhere. The man did not bring it up, and so the Digimon continued on subject. There was time enough to explain that later. "I'm afraid the entrance is a bit cliche. A trap door, found in the freezer of the cafeteria's kitchen."

That she had only been through once. The other time she had made it through the trials had been somewhat of a cheap adventure, dropped into the midst of them without any warning after touching the entryway's doors. Portals. She could nearly sigh at the thought. "There's a series of trials down there, quite unrealistic when put into focus of a building like this's underside. The main room is made up as a large ballroom, with four hallways trailing from it. Two can be opened, two can not be without certain conditions met it seems. One of the halls that can be opened allots one item--a decorative sword--while the opposite gives you a shield."

Of which, she could claim the former. "I've participated in two trials." She blinked at him near sedately, a smile testing the edges of her mouth despite the subject. Here, again, would be a test of his trust. "The first was a series of four rooms, each themed to an element and very nearly impossible to get through without quick reactions, speed, strength, and cleverness. Imagine lava, a room of ice, and more." That was claimed as unrealistic, and yet, here she would continue. "The other trial was a test of cleverness--solving a riddle given by a sphinx." A beat. "Yes, the mythological kind."

A very indignant, cranky sphinx.

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corvus_veritas July 4 2011, 18:42:04 UTC
Trap doors. Decorative weapons. Trials. Lava, a room of ice. And a sphinx.

"Sounds like a bad dream," Byrne mumbled under his breath, "or like a fairy tale." Yes, that was the kind of stuff you read to your kid at their bedtime. Harmless fairy tales, impossible stories, and therefore hard to believe when applied to the real world. But Landel himself had mentioned it over the radio along with a man that (supposedly) a lot of patients trusted, and Renamon was backing those claims up with her own experience. Logically then, it must be true, no matter how impossible it seemed.

Which, honestly, was a conclusion that applied to nearly everything else he was hearing about.

Byrne shook his head in amazement, but he kept an expression that would show Renamon that he believed her. "All I can wonder is why?" he asked, this time loud enough for her to hear. "What's the point of it all? What do they want from us?" Though a question like that would probably never be answered any time soon.

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yin_yang_fox July 5 2011, 02:49:06 UTC
The Digimon only watched him when he spoke up, expression mixed between neutral and understanding. That was the question to ask, after all, and no matter what hints were given, they would never know for certain. Even as the military seemed to make certain aspects clear, it was still something that could change with time--a different arc, a different story, a different method. "Something that we have," she said quietly. "Humans only use others if they can gain something out of it. There's something that we can give to them, and until they are satisfied, we'll remain here. And others will keep coming here."

She blinked downward in thought, the conversation reminding her of when she spoke to Mello weeks ago. "It's possible to gain the upper hand in scenarios such as these. But only if we know what is desired from us. And only if we can deny them that." Nothing else. Nothing more.

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corvus_veritas July 7 2011, 15:43:58 UTC
Byrne shook his head, frowning deeply. "We're just their playthings. Running around like lab rats in their maze." Indeed, the sickos running this show were after something that these people all had. But what? Maybe they were running specific experiments on different kinds of people to get some kind of data for some top secret government project. Maybe they were aiming to create a powerful army of super humans or something.

Or maybe they were just bored.

Hell, there could be any number of reasons why these people were here. Figuring that reason out was probably hopeless, but Renamon was correct in saying it would help everyone out quite a bit to know what it was. If not to counter-act that reason somehow, then to give the patients some sense of relief. In situations like this, it was more torturous not knowing than knowing. And their captors knew that.

"Whatever they want, it's better they don't get it. I can't imagine them putting together this elaborate of a scheme for any good purpose." Certainly this facility wasn't designed to find a cure for cancer.

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